Last year or was it a little before, I wrote a poem solely dedicated to you. I lost that piece now, but I faintly remember the content of that poem. I thanked you for turning me into a person that I am today. I compared myself to a bird in pursuit of food for her chickens that comes to back as soon as her mouth is full.
Today as I think it over again, I didn’t do you justice. I may have managed to write a poem in praise of you, which you cannot read a line. My promise to come back to you stands broken. I could have visited you often to tell you how I miss you and how special you. are Not just that you gave birth to me and as a son I feel responsible to you as any son would, but when I think of you I get a sense of pride and joy in life. Growing without a man to call father had been terribly tough, both for you and me but we made it. I have come thus far in life because you gave me reasons to live, reasons to hope.
Now after all that struggling schooling years, I am here today. I am supposed to be standing on my own and helping you ease life’s burden. I have always told myself in the past that as soon as I have a job, I would make you happy. I knew I could do that to you. But reality pinches me now.
One day as you were helping me get dressed, you said something like this: Today, it is my responsibility to do all these to you but when you are on your own feet, you would have someone to take care of your purse.
There is truth in what you said although you might have said it in jest. But now I hesitate to propose a marriage not because the girl would be a person that I feared of being, but thinking that you would be let down by my decision. But again, life must go on. I don’t know whether deciding a marriage can be this difficult, for me it is too painful.
Today, I am writing you letter knowing that you won’t be able to read it. But even if it is so, I still have the satisfaction of being a responsible son. This is the first step, I guess. Sooner or later, I guess you will appreciate my decision to write it and may even make me not regret the path I chose to walk.
I will tell you about your daughter-in-law next time. You must know her for she is definitely a good person. And hopefully she meets your expectation of being your first daughter-in-law.
Bye for now.
Touching and wonderfully written. It doesn't matter if she reads or not, you wrote it! that matters. I loved your letter so much! You know I regret I didn't write one when I made that decision.ReplyDelete
Thanks PaSsu, your words are comforting.ReplyDelete
Hey Ngawang, you have made several entries here after my last read. So you have been keeping away news huh?ReplyDelete
I am sure your mother will be happy with your decision. As wise a son as you are, I know you would not have taken a wrong decision.
Nice read...but I can't wait to read about your mother's first daughter-in-law! :)ReplyDelete
Good news for us, i know! Good luck ahead :)ReplyDelete
Thanks everyone, I am both tense and excited with the road ahead.ReplyDelete
Well Penstar, either my tears are too easy or your words too strong, but boy, you made me cry.ReplyDelete
For a man like you, any woman will feel undeserved, truly. And because of a son that you are, your mother shall (always) compensate all the hardships of life...with a mere thought from you.
Now, you don't stand there... go and tell this to your mother. I mean read the letter to her through yourself...
Nice one Penstar.
Do you remember 27 August that we were together for most that day. And yet you did not share that so-good news.
Hey Man, bountiful of CONGRATULATIONS for you and both.
But getting married will not really separate us from our parents, i don't think so man.
Move on, for life is all about it. Only ppl who learn to move on whatever may be the circumstances, make it to the top.
It was a heart touching one.
hey pen, this is a sweet letter..hehe it touched meReplyDelete