Something to share, A MOTHERS LETTER!

My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was suchan embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a fleamarket. She collected little weeds and such tosell... anything for the money we needed she was suchan embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school.I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. Iwas so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? Ithrew her a hateful look and ran out.

The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!"and they taunted me. I wished that my mom would justdisappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom,why don't you have the other eye?! If you're onlygoing to make me a laughingstock, why don't you just die?!"My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad,but at the same time, it felt good to think that I hadsaid what I'd wanted to say all this time..

Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but Ididn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass ofwater. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if shewas afraid that she might wake me. I took a look ather, and then turned away.Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, therewas something pinching at me in the corner of myheart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying outof her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and becomesuccessful, because I hated my one-eyedmom and our desperate poverty.

Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and cameto Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the SeoulUniversity with all the confidence I had.Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. ThenI had kids, too.

Now I'm living happily as asuccessful man. I like it here because it's a placethat doesn't remind me of my mom.This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, whensomeone unexpected came to see me "What?! Who's this?!"...It was my mother...Still with her one eye. It feltas if the whole sky was falling apart on me. Mylittle girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye. And iasked her, "Who are you?!. I don't know you!!!" as iftrying to make that real.

I screamed at her "How dare you come to myhouse and scare my daughter! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"And to this, my mother quietly answered,"oh, I'm sosorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared.Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I wasquite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going tocare, or think about this for the rest of my life.Then a wave of relief came upon me...one day, a letterregarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied tomy wife saying that I was going on a business trip.

After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, thatI used to call a house...just out of curiosity there,I found my mother fallen on the cold ground.But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece ofpaper in her hand.... it was a letter to me.

She wrote:

My son...I think my life has been long enough now. And.. Iwon't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too muchto ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while?I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard youwere coming for the reunion. But I decided not to goto the school....

For you...I'm sorry that i only have one eye, and I was anembarrassment for you.You see, when you were very little, you got into anaccident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn'tstand watching you having to grow up with only oneeye... so I gave you mine...I was so proud of my sonthat was seeing a whole new world for me, in myplace, with that eye.

I was never upset at you foranything you did. The couple times that you were angrywith me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me. 'I miss the times when you were still young around me. I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me!

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