What legacy am I leaving for him, if I am 'called' earlier than expected..
What teachings will I have bestowed upon him, to equip himself to roam the world without me..
What memories have I shared with him, so he will remember me always..
What amount of love have I shown him, so he will remember the love a mother has for her child..
And then it hit me..
To think of the future, we might forget the present..
To strive hard for the endless possibilities, we might forget to stop, and take a step back..
To see.. To think.. And to appreciate..
All the little details that makes the present so beautiful..
So memorable.. So inspiring. It shapes our future, but we just don't see it..
Because we're too "hung up" on planning the future..
And so to balance is probably the key..
To clearly see the present, but never lose sight of the future..
To strive hard for the future, yet never forget to slow down to take in the present..
Breathe.. Think.. And ponder..
For life may be momentary..
Love may be for eternity..
It's the uncertainties that keeps us on our toes..
Or makes us ignorant..
It's these thoughts that shape our actions..
Shape our legacy, my legacy..
For the future generation, for my son, for your children..
These aren't the words of a poet, nor the words of a leader..
Just simple words of a mother, who worries about the legacy..
That her country, her society, her family and herself will leave for her son..
As he moves in his sleep, I kiss his forehead..
Breathe in his sweet scent, run my fingers along his sweet face..
All the thoughts about the world, its joys and despairs fade away..
The night is silent, and I smile to myself..
Ahhh, you are MY legacy.. My dream.. My everything..
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