A Picture Worth a Thousand Words - Replica Of My Mother

in hive-161155 •  17 days ago  (edited)

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When I open the freewrite prompt today, my heart beats so fast ! I remember my mother who was a hard working wife. She became a young wife at 15 and she never knew how to do house chores. Since my father was the eldest among siblings, he knew all the house hold task because they were 4 brothers and the youngest one was girl but they didn't give enough responsibility at home. My father did everything and after his wedding withy mother, she taught my mother how to cook, clean and wash clothes.

What a great result , my mother became hardworking wife and mother to us. She became a dressmaker, a farmer and a total changes after I was born , my father told me. The outcome of my mother surprised everyone. My grandmother spoiled her when she was a young lady or when she was a child.

When my mother became a mother to me, she trained me how to became working child. It almostmisundestood by many people as child abused. The way she discipline me was over hurting me so badly for me to learned how to be a responsible child. At 6 years old, I knew how to cooked , to washed clothes and took care of my siblings.

Neighbor got mad to my mother how she forced me but in contrary, I liked it and there was no regret about her upbringing to me because now I knew everything in life. I started my life a very tough way and no friendship with other children and even when I became a teenager. At early stage , I worked.

To make it short, my mother was a disciplinarian. Herself focused on her job and never go with friends , other women talking of making gossips. She organized her time doing at home and farm.

After those hardworking days, she had a diabetes, she became skinny with hypertension. That time, my grandmother was also a bedridden staying at home. There was a time that they were both rushed to the city hospital at the same time. My grandmother became blind in 2010...then my mother became blind in 2014. Two blind old women at home and my father was the one taking care of his beloved women in his life. I adore to my father who patiently giving his care and love.

My grandmother died last 2015. And my mother last 2020. God took her sight to relax her body from working hard. She became bedridden for 6 years and goodbye to us. Good things that my father never givebip on her until the end , until her last breath, my father was there beside her.

What the worst scenario I saw my mother was like the prompt picture today, her skin , her beauty was changed. Before her death she was a dialysis patient for 6 years aside from being blind due to her diabetes. Her skin had a dark spot and only skin and bones we saw in her body.

Good things for my mother was her faith to God and she recognized her wrong done, asked forgiveness and repentance before she turned to Our Creator.

Another good things happened to our mother was our rendered love , our support spiritual, material and in financial aspects we gave it to here. We never give up for our beloved mother. We, 6 siblings support our parent from the beginning until the end. I am so proud to myself that I sacrificed a lot for our family that is why we focused in unity. I am the eldest and they listened me.

I visited Philippines last 2019. I came back here after three months to support their needs and in 2020 she died and I never seen her last time on earth. I knew she understood me. The last words she told me before I went back here was that, she couldn't stop me from going back because I have a child who still need my support. Same words of my grandmother told me in 2014 before she died last 2015 after my vacation too.

My father diedast 2022 but his looked was not change because he died the same day he was succumbed to cardiac arrest or lack of oxygen that same day. He died handsome.

For me, I don't know if there is someone who will take care of me when I will become the look of the person in the prompt. No matter what it takes, the most important is what I did to them. If they dont take care of me, I will never blame anyone. I know there is God who will receive us with life after death.


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###@olivia08

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I wonder about the wrong doings of your mother, I didn't read them. It must be hard to get married at the age of 15 and carry responsibility. Your son was way older as your grandmother and mother died and he still needed you but your mother had only your father.

If it comes to your father it reads as if he being able to cook and clean came at hand as the women in his life became ill. Somehow in a way it all must have be meant this way. What we learn at a young age will benefit us once older because we can do the tasks without stress.

Thank you for sharing this heartfelt story.

A lot of stories to tell which is real happening to us and I am happy to share. Maybe it could be a lesson to learn to everyone.

Upvoted! Thank you for supporting witness @jswit.

That k you so much.