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The fish said to the water, "You can't see my tears because
I'm in your embrace." The water replied to the fish, "I can feel your tears
because you are in my heart."
As I gently covered her with the blanket, I realized she was sleeping so
soundly. Her eyes were bloodshot, and the strands of white hair had already
mixed with her black locks. The wrinkles had silently crept up to her
forehead, and for the first time, I noticed how time steals one's youth.
I stayed up late every night to do my homework, and she would quietly sit on
the couch waiting for me. She never asked if I could do it or if I was
almost done. She only brought me a glass of warm water when she saw me
frown, and when she noticed my books dwindling in my bag, she would give me
a blanket, lay it out, and put a hot water bottle on it, so I wouldn't feel
cold while sleeping.
There were countless times when she woke up at night to tuck me in. She used
to go out of her way to make me breakfast with vegetables to help my picky
eating, and watch me eat heartily before going to school. She would hug me
proudly and say, "My daughter is mommy's little cotton jacket." And then,
she would sigh and say, "My child has grown up and has wings..."
Some say that the person who loves you the most is the one who keeps a light
on for you at all times. But I say, the person who loves me the most will
always keep a light waiting for me.
I got angry and said I was running away from home. I slammed the door,
empty-handed, as if fleeing the house. But three hours after uttering those
words, I regretted it. I looked at the endless stream of people, and no one
would care if I lived or died. No one would bring me water, and no one would
lay out a blanket for me.
I returned home in a mess, empty-handed, but the light was still shining
brightly, dazzling in the darkness.
Longing and memories are endless. On countless long nights, she waited for
her rebellious daughter under that light. And now, the light is dimmer, but
it was enough to guide me back home.
I watched her sleep soundly, and rested my head gently on her shoulder. I
thought to myself that I could never repay her kindness and love.
Time flows by in a hurry, and my dear mother, please don't hurt her.
Water's memory is eternal, so it remembers the fish's entire life. |
