Hello my dear sweet steemain friends. How are you all my sweet friends? Hope you all are very well. The sixth week engagement challenge is going on and arrived almost at the last minute. Today I am here to participate in the contest organized by "Steem Venezuela" community. So I am here today with my beautiful article which I am going to share with you all. So let's move on to my main post without further ado.

Do you know any close story that has left you with some reflection or teaching?

Since birth we are constantly facing some or the other incident and learning from it and this trend will continue as long as we are in the batch. There are many close stories in my life that have taught me. We learn many things from all kinds of events or stories, good and bad. And the story that I am going to share with you today is the story of me and my mother.

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My mother's name is Nahar Begum. She was the only woman in our house and looked after my grandfather, father, brother and me and she alone managed everything. She worked hard all day and was always working whenever I saw her. She used to make me study every evening even though she knew nothing about education. My mother never got a chance to go to school. But she helped me always and make me comfortable in my studies.

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Along with her daily work, she used to do sewing work, spinning yarn. Similarly our life continued as usual and I completed my education one by one and I got admission in class 6. Then after passing class 6 when I got to class 7 my mother suddenly started getting sick and she gradually stopped doing all the work. That is, all kinds of daily activities stop doing what one used to do. And from then gradually my mother stopped all work at one point. After that, a lot of problems were created for my family.

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She suddenly developed mental problems and at the same time she was diagnosed with diabetes. My mother was seen by doctor and given medicine but nothing worked. She can't be normal anymore. This continued and then my grandfather and brother started cooking at home. Then my brother got married and then my brother's wife took care of the family. But on the other hand my mother is getting sicker day by day and she is getting sicker and sicker.

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I finished my high school and joined college and then my mother was very sick and in between my grandfather died. While I was in college i.e. right after covid my mother had stoked several times and was hospitalized and later brought home. She was admitted to the hospital many times. At one point she became seriously ill and stopped eating and left us suddenly in September last year.

What is the reflection or teaching that you have obtained?

My mother taught me many things in her short life and that is selfless love. He loved being mentally ill more than he loved when he was healthy. That is, his love increased day by day and he never let me go out of sight and I never let him feel alone. He taught responsibility and love, the importance of sticking to family. Another meaning of love for me is my mother. He taught me a lot in a short time. And I tried to use it honestly and properly.Now I always miss my mother and pray to Allah to forgive my mother and grant her Jannah.

This was my life story of my mother and me. Thanks for reading my article & I hope you all liked my post. I would like to invite my sweet friends @lavanyalakshman, @graceleon,@goodybest, @nadiaturrina, @suboohi and @jyoti-thelight for this nice contest.Allah Hafeez.

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@enamul17

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