My story is my mother and flowers

in feminism •  7 years ago 

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Mother was going to grandma's house for two days. So, the mother entrusted her rose to Rumi, her daughter. Eagerly, Rumi took care of the roses of his mother until he did not realize that the vase was knocked over.

All the flowers are arranged in a vase that becomes messy and the flowers become damaged. Rumi is frightened, but can not do much more than wait for his mother to come home and admit his mistake.
When his mother came home, Rumi immediately said the truth, "Mother, forgive Rumi. Flower vase knocked and mother's favorite flowers become damaged. "

Mother smiled. Rumi is shocked, "Why are not mothers angry ..?"

"Those flowers are my mother's darling. Flower mother planting to give beauty and not to anger. "

Sometimes we will emit emotions when we find the best in ourselves. We get angry and hurt a lot of people. Do we realize that we are blessed with children not to be the target of anger? Likewise husbands, wives and friends.

They exist for us to make our lives happy so it is not worthy of us to make them emotional outlet. Love them just as the Almighty loves us. They are the beauty He gives.

Do not get angry or keep anger in your heart.

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