We were sitting in the living room engaged in our own interest. We did talk in between just to speak our mind. The small conversations we had are unexpected and prompt. My son looks weaker than yesterday. He was not sick as yet. The next day, he had mild fever.
From where he was sitting, my son told me he wanted to say something. When I nod my head, signaling him to go on…
“Papa, you know, during those days when you and Mommy go to office everyday. I used to be very lonely and I cried most of the time,” he said.
“Oh my! was it?” I said. It was very shocking and I was surprised to hear that from his own lips. He was only 5 years old by now, and how could he remember that and come up with. It left me stunned.
“I was alone at home,” my son continued. “I was with one person (our helper at that time), I used to sit near the telephone set waiting for your call. In between, I used to cry a lot. You should not leave me like that anymore.”
“Oh! sure, darling,” I replied quickly. “Now, why did you say that, son?”
“Because Papa, I miss you so much.” He said. Those were his lonely days he can recalled. I never thought he would feel that way. Nor do I believe he would still remember those days. As life goes on, we have to work that way to earn our living.
I explained to him every little details of life as much as I can. “If God permits that will not happened again,” I assured him.
Now that being said I try to recollect those days. Every morning, when we left home for work I saw him sobbing most of the time, although we tried our best to let him understand the situation. I do feel happy to call from work but sometimes only to hear his cry.
Now I feel happy I can be with him, although I sometimes missed being busy at work. This kind of day with my son makes my decision to quit work to stay with them more encouraging. It was an emotional day. We respect his Mommy for her hard work and care for the entire family.
I tell this not to convince people and not to seek support. But I tell this because it kept me motivated and out of love for my children.
It is a great privilege to spent most of your time with someone who really needed you and love you purely.
Love is an overwhelming motivator. What a moving piece.
Thank you so much. Very well said, Dear Chris White