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Mother: A hand to guide you through
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When you were a child, you may have often sat down in the small corner of your room, with tears trickling down your cheeks probably because of some quarrel with a friend, trouble in learning your lessons, envying a friend for hundreds of other childhood desires and demands unfulfilled. Growing up as a teenager, you had someone helping you make the best choice for your college and so on, there was always a helping hand to guide you right and best. Gradually as you walked to the later stages of life, a constant support and care always channeled your way through the worst or good times selflessly. The one force that walked like a shadow beside you through your life was your Mother.
A mother gives birth to a child after nurturing the baby for 9 months in her womb. The bond begins from the time the life starts blossoming inside her womb and it lasts until her last breath. Having her infant beside her wipes out even the ugly and painful memories of the labor room. There is a very old saying that reads,†The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.†Many of us or rather each of us would strongly agree to it and are well able to recognize mother’s role in shaping her child’s future. Mothers have always emphasized over imparting the right values to her child and strengthening them, morally as well physically to face the downturns with optimism. What a child imbibes during the early stages of his life from his parents are the stepping stones of what people perceive of him in his lifetime. In today’s world women’s role is no longer confined to the four concrete walls of her house. Apart from being a housemaker she is also a bread earner enjoying the same social status and recognition like that of men. And the superfluous workload has never come in her way of her responsibility as a parent. Also her sacrificing and ready to make compromise attitude for the happiness of her family places her at a level above the rest. |
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Post # 2
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RE: Mother: A hand to guide you through
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Mothers comprise of a bundle of emotions that sometimes defy reason. So this goes out to all the mothers who have kept awake all night with their sick toddlers in their arms, constantly uttering those compassionate words, "It's OK honey, Mommy's here."For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who don't.For those who show up at work with milk stains on their dress and diapers in their handbags.For those mothers who cannot restrain tears from trickling down their cheeks when they hold their babies for the first time in their arms; and for the mothers who give birth to babies they'll never see.For the mothers who gave homes to babies and gifted them a family.For the mothers who yell at their kids who clamour for ice cream before dinner.For the mothers who defy all odds just to watch her kid perform and repeat to themselves
"That's my child!!"For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year, and then read it again. "Just one more time."For the mothers who taught their children to tie the shoelaces even before they started going to school.For the mothers who incontinently turn their heads when they hear the word "Mom",even though they know that their kids are nowhere around.For the mothers who silently shed tears for their children who have gone astray. For all those mothers whose heart aches to watch her son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time.For all the mothers of the victims of all these school shootings, and the mothers of those who were involved in the shooting.For the mothers of the Survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, clinging to their child who just arrived from school safely.So, this is meant for all the young and aged mothers, working mothers and housewives, married mothers and the single mothers, those with money and without and for those without whom life would have been insufferable. |
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