You know what I was thinking the other day after my chat
with a friend and colleague? I got to thinking that as a parent, your
responsibility to your child doesn’t end one day; it actually lasts till the
day you breathe your last.
I am married but frankly, my mum still acts her part in my
life. Well, maybe I don’t get to disturb her for financial assistance like I did
when I lived under her roof but in many more ways, I still call on her.
There comes a time in some people’s lives when they begin to
think their parents are crowding in on their spaces. They begin to feel like
their parents are calling too much, expecting to be called but truth is, they
have always been that way only while the child grows and becomes independent,
the mother tends to still be the mother she has always been.
A male friend once complained that whenever his mother came
to visit him, she keeps calling him up if he isn’t home yet by 1am. He claims
he is sick and tired or her treating him like a child while he is a grown man.
But
that woman isn’t calling because she wants to spoil the fun the young man is
having; on the contrary, the mother’s instinct in her is reaching out. She could
have slept and welcomed the man back the next morning when she woke up, but she
chose to stay awake and call on him to be sure of his safety.
When we live with our parents, majority of us don’t keep
late nights because of the respect we have for our parents or because of the
sort of person we are; so our parents especially the worrisome mothers are not
used to us being away so late in the night. It shouldn’t then come as a surprise
when the alarm clock in her head keeps ringing when she doesn’t see her child
no matter how grown he/she is at home.
Being a parent, I now very much understand the feeling. No matter
how uncomfortable it makes us, a parent and especially a mother’s love cannot
be changed. Yes, like every other caring mother out there, I see myself
worrying and calling his cell phone till he picks if he isn’t home before
midnight!
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