-FORGIVE ME MY MOM-

FORGIVE ME MY MOM – A MORAL STORY

A man asked the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him).”Whom should I honor most?”

The Prophet (peace be upon him) said, “your mother.”

And who comes next?”asked the man .he replied,” Your mother”

”And who comes next?”Asked the man. He replied, “Your mother.”

And who comes next?” asked the man. the Prophet (peace be upon him) replied,” Your father.” ( Reported by Al-Bukhari )

My mom had only one eye. I hated her. She was such an embarrassment.

She cooked for students and teachers to support the family.

There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me.

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

I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out.

The next day at school one of my classmates said, “EEE your mom has one eye!”

I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. So I confronted her that day and said, “if you are only going to make me a laughing stock, why don’t you just die?!!!!”

My mom did not respond…

I didn’t even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger.

I was oblivious to her feelings.

I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her.

So I studied real hard, got a chance to go to Singapore to study.

Then I got married.

I bought a house of my own.

I had kids of my own.

I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts.

Then one day, my mother came to visit me.

She hadn’t seen me in years and she didn’t even meet her grandchildren.

When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited.

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.

One day a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house in Singapore. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip.

After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity.

My neighbors said that she died.

I did not shed a single tear.

They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.

My dearest son, I think of you all the time, I’m sorry that I came to Singapore and scared your children.

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

But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you.

I’m sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up.

You see…….when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye.

As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with one eye.

So I gave you mine.

I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.

With my love to you.

Your mother.

Moral of this story –

A mother’s love is like a deep river which is endless.

When you were young she held you, she did everything in her capacity for you.

Just out of love. When the time comes for you to give your love in return, don’t hesitate.

Give her more love than she gave you. Forgive all her present and PAST mistakes.

NEVER blame her for any of your circumstances even if it is true.

Every human has got a free will. You are free to choose now. Would you rather choose a path that leads no where or would you choose the path of love, forgiveness, encouragement, and path where all Islamic values exist.

Forgive your mother, if she did fail, give her more love.

Love your mother, teach her all that you have learned and learn from what she knows.

Grow together. Be a model to your mother and everyone out there.

No one is perfect. Nor is your mother. But make your love for each other perfect.

Let it be a comfort zone where you both, can share, care and grow together.

Let it be a comfort zone where you think about the purpose of life.

Let your love be a reason for becoming a better son or daughter and a better Muslim.