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From Rebellious Teen to Ideal Daughter: My Journey to Healing My Relationship With My Mother
I don’t know when I started talking back to my mother. I remember that during the summer vacation that year, my rude remarks often made my mother cry. When I hear my mother praising other people’s children, I sensitively think that she is dissatisfied with me; whenever she disciplines me, I feel that she is against me. At that time, I was in the rebellious stage, and my mother would offend me accidentally and explode my little universe. After the final exam, I slept with my head covered for several days. I just wanted to rest for a few days and make up for the sleep I had missed throughout…
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The Cycle of Love: A Mother’s Unconditional Love
Upon her arrival in Hong Kong, she carried a suitcase, towering half the height of a person. It was brimming to the point of such weightiness that it eluded my ability to lift. With the exception of a small bag containing her daily necessities, all else was bestowed upon me, including my beloved gastronomic delights. “Why have you transported these belongings?” I inquired, my gaze fixed upon the desiccated tofu and snacks, my concern palpable. “Does Hong Kong lack such provisions? Have you grown weary from bearing this load throughout the arduous journey?” Peering into my countenance, she deposited the snacks, which I had abstained from indulging in for the…
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A heartwarming tale of two “Mi”s: A stranger’s favor and a bond that transcends time and distance
Cutting potatoes into julienne, slicing cucumbers, and dicing eggplants, the rice knives resounded melodiously on the chopping board, while the basins brimming with vegetables were successively filled before me. Glistening droplets of perspiration cascaded swiftly along their natural course. Rice raised his arm, using the aged sleeve to dab at his countenance. After completing the vegetable preparation, he proceeded to steam the rice. As he scooped up the pristine grains, a serene smile graced his lips. A year later, due to land acquisition and demolition, he lost the ancestral abode that had sheltered him for decades, along with the meticulously cultivated land. Bereft of his cherished dwelling and fertile acreage,…
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Why I Love Children: The Power of Childlike Affection
I adore children because they are the initiators of affection. It was the endearing adoration of the child that kindled my profound affection. The flickering embers of these little ones eventually ignited an impassioned blaze within me. Frequently, I encounter a quote that advises, “If one is incapable of cherishing their offspring, then one should abstain from procreation.” Contemplating this, I surmised that if one were obligated to ensure their ardent devotion to their child prior to conceiving and giving birth, then a staggering 99% of children worldwide would never come into existence. During my pregnancy, I was incessantly plagued by apprehension, fearing that I may be incapable of nurturing…
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Modern Husbands: 3 Dilemmas and How to Solve Them
Young husbands aged about 25 to 40 encountered difficulties in getting along with their husbands and wives. They didn’t understand what they did wrong? Or what does the wife “want”? Once, in the “marriage relationship study” class, I thought most of the employees were female. Unexpectedly, when I stepped in, I found that half of them were young men. I was surprised, but I was delighted in my heart. Because, family management and getting along with husband and wife are no longer just the wife’s business.
