Mom’s message

Mom’s message
 

“Why isn't she coming home yet? It’s so late!”

Repeating her words, she was in a dither. It was all because of my younger sister who still hasn't come home in this late night. She waits for her call and after a while, she finally grabs her cellphone.

My mom didn't really call her children unless it was something special. But it was an exception for me and my sister. It was even more of an exception, when I used to live apart from my family.

I received mom’s text messages every single day. Though I had my cellphone like my alter ego, I couldn't really reply her messages all the time. I just felt bad so I couldn't possibly delete her messages, so they just piled up. Her messages were short and concise, and didn't contain any fancy modifiers or emoticons. However, out of others, they were the friendliest messages, and messages that I could really feel the warmth.

‘I love you darling.’ ‘Cheer up pumpkin.’ ‘Don’t hang around late at night and go home early.’ ‘Are you eating well enough?’

Though I scrolled down and down the messages that I have received, the only difference was the date and time. They were nothing special, but just messages worrying about me.

It could be consider as ‘no big deal, they are just messages,’ but sending those messages, she would have been all anxious, pressing the buttons one by one, trying to send her true heart.

Like the palm of my hand, I can visualize about her thinking about her child all day long, and finally grabbing her cellphone since she couldn't possibly stand still.

In contrary, I am just busy thinking about myself. However, in a mother’s mind, there is nothing about herself, but full of thoughts for her children.

What’s the use of me talking about Heavenly Mother’s love who gave up herself for me, the one who was blinded by greed and arrogance?

I cannot repay even with my whole life, or even mimic Heavenly Mother’s love and concern. Receiving her love and concern, I am the most happiest person in this world.