The Story of One-eyed Mother

My mom only had one eye.

I hated her... she was such an embarrassment...

She cooked for students & teachers...to support the family.

There was one occasion during elementary school and my mom came.

I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me?

I threw her a hateful look and ran out.



The next day at school...

"Your mom only has one eye?!?!"...eeeee said a friend.

I wished my mom would just disappear from this world.

So I said to my mom, "Mom... Why don't you have the other eye?!

If you're only going to make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?!!!"



My mom did not respond...

I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had

said what I'd wanted to say all this time...

Maybe it was! because my mom hadn't punished me,

but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.



That night...

I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

My mom was crying there, so quietly,

as if she was afraid that she might wake me.

I took a look at her, and then turned away.

Because of the thing I had said to her earlier,

there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart.

Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye.

So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful.



Then I studied real hard.

I left my mother and went to Singapore to study.

Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own.



Then I had kids, too...

Now I'm living happily as a successful man.

I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.



This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when...



What?! Who's this?!

It was my mother...Still with her one eye.

I felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me.

Even my children ran away, scared of my mom's eye.

And I asked her, "Who are you?!" "I don't know you!!!"

as if trying to make that real.

I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my house

and scare my children!!"





GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"



And to this, my mother quietly answered,

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address,"

and she disappeared out of sight.



Thank good ness...

She doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved.

I told myself that I wasn't going to care,

Or think about this for the rest of my life.

Then a wave of relief came upon me...



One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house in

Singapore.

So, lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went.

After the reunion, I went down to the old shack,

that I used to call a house... Just out of curiosity



There, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground.

But I did not shed a single tear.

She had a piece of paper in her hand....It was a letter to me.



"My son...

I think my life has been long enough now...

And... I wont visit Singapore anymore...

But would it be too much to ask if I wanted you

to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much..

And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion.

But I decided not to go to the school.



For you......And.....

I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.


You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident,

and lost your eye.

As a mom, I couldn't stand watching you

having to grow up with only one eye...

So I gave you mine...

I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole

new world for me, in my place, with that eye.

I was never upset at you for anything you did..

The couple times that you were angry with me..

I thought to myself, 'It's because he loves me..'



My son... Oh, my son... "





This message has a very deep meaning and is passed to remind people of the goodness they have enjoyed were because of others directly or indirectly. Pause a moment and consider your life! Be thankful of what you have today compared to many millions who do not live lives as you do