Forthnights

Mother: Part III (A change for the better)

Somehow, things sometimes seem to take a course of it's own. When my brother came back from camp after the weekend and my mother was due to be disharged within the next few days, my father, brother and I sat down to discuss what our next course of action would be. When we asked my brother what he wanted to do, he just said he found a home for her and that we will bring her there. I'm not sure why the sudden change of stand, but he's reason was that my mother couldn't come while my cousin was still staying with us. I made a mental note that he conveniently left out Mae from it.

So ,when my mother was discharged, we brought her to the home in PJ Section 5 along with her things that i packed at home. It has since been 1 week plus, and the progress has been good. The two weeks spent in the hospital stabalized my mother due to the medication. But she wasnt happy. The home is definitely cozier that a hospital, and so far she seems to be fitting in quite well. In fact, im very happy she is there. My brother and i visit her often. I have made it a point to visit her at least once on the weekdays and once on the weekends. Staying there, just has put on much needed weight, and she looks much healthier and happier.

Just the other day, I was actually up over my head with work, but i felt that i needed to visit her, knowing that she was expecting. So i made the trip down, arriving there after the visiting hours. They let me in nonetheless, and i sat down with her in a quite spot and she ate the fruits that i brought. She seemed genuinely happy, and she was all smiles and laughs. As i spoke to her, and told her about whats going on in my life, school, girlfriend, money etc etc, i felt happy that i was finally able to share my life with her. Happy that, at the very least, i now had regained my mother, having her again as part of my life, as opposed to just visiting her during the holidays. She held my hand, patted it just like she used to do, which made me feel very warm (i guess a mothers touch will always be familiar and warm to their children). It was a very warm feeling, getting to hear my mother laugh again, able to hold her hand, and know that she is well and taken care of.

Though we face very stiff challenges financially right now, at least one part of our life has seem to change, and it has been a change for the better. i used to be envious of my friend when i see them with their mothers. I dont blame my mother for not being there, i blame myself for not acting sooner. To have a mom that took care of you, no matter how small or tedious the matter is always nice. My entire teenhood was spent without my mother around, so i always felt that i missed out on something. And now, just out of my teens and entering young adulthood, i have her in my life again. But this time, the roles have been reversed. Now it is us who are taking care of her.

It is a burden we are more that willing to shoulder, if you can even call it a burden. It's more like repayment for bringing us into this world, a previlage to take care of the person who took care of you throughout childhood. i fell more whole again, like a big piece of the pie that is my life has has been filled up after being fragmented for so long. I guess a certain friend of mine was right when she told me that God takes care of us, even if we go astray.

posted by Compulsive Blogger @ 11:52 pm Comments: 0