I reflect and think back of the times I could have been kinder to my mother.

When she lost her father, I wish I understood back then how important that was. At the same time, my father got into an accident, I wish I told her not to worry too much because I’ll take care of my papa. But what I did was relied too much on her not realizing she was at one of the lowest points of her life.

I wish I never lashed out at her when I was angry

If I could take back hurtful words I said to her, I would, even if it costs me my life.

I wish I just stayed silent when I was angry

Words don’t really mean much to you but it could mean so much to the person you said it to

I wish I did all the heavy chores

I’ll do my best to help in the house

I wish I wasn’t like this

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