My late repentance to my mother
With the birth of my son, Ia single mother , had no means, and therefore, out of desperation, I came to my mother's house. My son has become my world and my universe. I was so worried about him that when he was born, I did not leave him for a minute.
I thought something might happen to him. And when she camesister with a child, I felt some aggression towards him, because I was afraid that he might accidentally hit him. Also at that moment I did not like the guests who came to us.
My poormom . Only now do I realize how much I hurt her. She worked sick in the cold and in the frost, earning a penny to buy clothes and food for the child.
At that moment, of course, she often reproached me, and in doing so I scolded her very strongly and humiliated her. Sometimes to the most offensive words. Only God knows how I repent now, but then I had only one hatred for everyone except my son.
My son is like an angel, test-antibiotic.com and I thank the Lord God for giving me such a miracle. When I look into his gray eyes are so pure and beautiful that I'm just ready to give all my 100 lives if I had them.
My mother worked in the cold, despite the fact that shehealth is weak and so we lasted for thesemoney until my son was one year old. I left for another city, taking my son and mother, and began to work. We had enough for everything and even more, sometimes we spoiled ourselves with beautiful trinkets. But when we started to quarrel with my mother, I called her the very last words addressed to her, and brought her to tears.
I don't know why, but when I'm angry, I don't realize how wrong I am. At that moment, my eyes seem to be covered with a veil, and I can hurt a person very badly. I have almost no control over myself.
Once I came home after work, and my mother asked me to buy medicine, and I went to the pharmacy. I reproached her for not dieting test-antibiotic.com and therefore shepain in the abdomen. It turns out that it was a pre-infarction condition, and when I came home with my son from the pharmacy, my mother fainted and died. And I never had time to say how much I love her, and ask her forgiveness for all the tears and insults that she had to experience.
Now a year has passed, and I feel more and more remorse and miss my mother. Sometimes simple banal words of love are so lacking in our loved ones, and they leave us without hearing them.
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