I haven’t called my mother for quite some time now. So, I thought why not give her a call.
As I was calling her, there was something that came over me. The phone was still ringing and I felt as if I had missed out on my entire childhood. Like I was not there to accompany my mother. I felt that I had left her for a long time.
And then, the conversation goes somewhat like this:
Me: Mom, I’m calling to see how you are doing. I have not talked to you for a while, Is everything ok?
Mom: Yes, everything is normal as usual.
Then the silence continues.
Me: What are you doing?
Mom: Nothing. Just staying home.
Me: Mom, I been having bad dreams.
Mom: What kinds of dreams? Have you been praying?
Me: No, not really.
Mom: I’ll pray for you.
She continues to pray for me. I felt so much love at that moment that I started to cry on the phone. She asked me why I was crying and I said I missed her. And being an Asian mom, she was confused because we do not tell each other we miss each other often. She thought I was dying or something. Hahaha.
Thank you, mommy. No matter how far or how long I did not call you, you always know what best for me.
I love you mom!!!!