Mother's Day.
One Mother's Day, we went to hear mass at the Cathedral. In front of us was a young mother. With her was her two sons. I suppose they're 4 and 2. They were playing and they were noisy and distracting. The mother was, well, she was texting while the priest was reading a letter from the Bishop.
WHen the mother finally noticed that her kids were more than giggling, she hit them both with her bare hands! She didnt hit them once, maybe more than five times! The mother's face was mad, her lips pursed, and her eyes were fierce! This young mother was a lunatic! She hit them hard! She even grabbed the little one by his neck and the boy choked!
Even before the mass ended, they stood up and left the church. I am quite certain there was a part two at their home.
Next Scene:
Still inside the Cathedral, a mother of three walked inside and sat two pews in front of us. She was a mother of 2 young girls and a baby boy. She was carrying the baby boy, a special baby boy. His legs were thin, his eyes deep. The mother carried him all throughout the Mass with occasional kisses on his forehead. When the priest told everybody to say "Peace be with you", the mother kissed her son and asked her little girls to do the same and they did happily...
Last Scene:
This one didnt happen inside the Cathedral. This mother was working as a manager at a local retail shop. She was at the top of her game. She always had many clients and all her customers loved her. The management was proud of her. THis mother was their "ace". But behind the management's back, she was not remitting all the sales. She was stealing. Her husband was fired from work due to stealing. They needed the money to replace what her husband stole. She was a mother of three very young girls. THe management had to let her go but she had to pay what she had stolen. How can her girls survive now?
*
All different angles of a mother. All these a mother can do for so many reasons. Hopefully, love is one of them.
No comments:
Post a Comment