Ｍother''s Day 母亲节(转载)

2006-05-11 23:11:05

The sun shone bright onto her face, dancing on her eyelids. Within a few seconds, she opened her eyes to a new day--so full of promise and hope, just like the morning sunshine.
　　　　Tiny heads peeped out over the top of a nest as a bird carrying a large worm hopped closer. Greedily, the babies took what was offered, then seemed to cry for more. She couldn't hear them, but their little mouths were wide open.
　　　　Turning around, her gaze came to rest upon the phone.
　　　　Blinking back tears,she forced her attention elsewhere. Some would say it was silly, and yet she yearned for that contact.
　　　　She got herself busy and did the things she needed to do.
　　　　Still, the house was strangely empty. Nothing could match the atmosphere of children in the house. Like the baby birds, they had to fly and find their way in the world. She knew this in her mind, yet her heart still was saddened.
　　　　Sipping a cup of hot chocolate, she curled up by the window. She saw a young family walking by on the sidewalk. The young couple both helping to push the stroller with the baby in it. That sure brought her back memories.
　　　　Her own children had already started their families.She wondered if they ever really understood.Laughing and talking, the young couple passed by. It seemed like that those days. Time marched on and there was nothing she could do to stop it.She wasn't really sure she wanted to stop it,but it would be nice sometimes.
　　　　Rocking back and forth, she felt the warm breeze on her face. It just wasn't fair, you did the best you could, what you thought was right, and it didn't matter. Oh you wanted so badly to take all the pain for them, and make sure that no one ever hurt them.
　　　　Shaking her head, she knew that would have been bad for them. They wouldn't have learned how to stand on their own. Like the baby birds being pushed out of the nest. They wailed and cheeped, but it was the best thing for them.
　　　　Society tried to teach her children what it wanted them to know. But, still they needed to know that... She shook her head, these thoughts were getting her nowhere. Wiping a tear away, she took a sip. It was so hard being a mother.
　　　　She didn't want to seem whiny or clinging. That is the reason she didn't call them, not because she didn't care. Let her children express their love to her as they saw fit. It was so hard to wait, though.
　　　　Some things no one else could do for her but her children. Not a husband, a lover, a friend, or anyone else. This day was a bond between her and her children.
　　　　The sun finally dipped below the horizon, and still she had not moved. No calls and no visit today. It was like any other day. Standing up and wiping her face, she resolved not to feel sorry for herself anymore.
　　　　She had run the whole range of emotions today, and it hadn't changed a thing.
　　　　Sometimes she wished this day would be bolished.
　　　　She bustled around and fixed herself a quiet supper, then curled up with a book in bed. The phone sat there like a sentinel, yet it didn't ring. She turned, so as not to see it, and continued to read. Gaining some inner resolve, she held her emotions tightly reined. No matter what her children thought of her or what she had done, she loved them. With a tender smile, a tear rolled on her pillow as she drifted to sleep.