I don't mean to pry, but seeing my cousin and his mother in that moment got me thinking. His mother was comforting him, tapping his shoulder and trying to ease the situation. I know firsthand how difficult it can be to go through something like that. I couldn't help but feel for them.
On a Friday night, I went to visit my aunt's house as I often do. As soon as I walked in, I saw my cousin with his head down on the table, while his mother was comforting him. My first thought was that they were arguing again and emotions were running high. But my cousin stopped as soon as he saw me, giving his mother some space to breathe.
I never interfere with their issues; I'm only there to see what's going on. Most of the time, my cousin isn't around and my aunt is left alone. I like to be there to help her out and make sure she's comfortable, just in case.
As soon as my cousin saw me, he stood up and wiped away his tears before heading to his room. But I couldn't help but overhear what his mother was saying to him. He was crying over his girlfriend, and what really struck me was how his mother comforted him and offered him emotional support. Not everyone can open up that easily to their parents, including me.
I've gone through my fair share of heartbreaks, but seeing how my cousin's mother was there for him, without taking sides, was truly heartwarming. Even as a grown man, I couldn't help but wonder if I could still confide in my own mother about my relationship problems.
I've never really talked to my mother about my heartbreaks, but she always knows when something's wrong. She'll start checking up on me and looking at me whenever I'm in the same room as her, without asking me what's going on. She just says, "Whatever's bothering you, it will be fine." Then I just smile and keep my feelings to myself, as usual.
Not all sons are treated this way, and not all parents have the time to understand their children. Not all children can open up to their parents either. But a strong bond between a parent and child is crucial. Mothers are always hurt when they see their children in pain, but the simple gesture of offering comfort and reassurance can mean the world to someone. It's better than struggling alone.
This experience motivated me to write about the power of appreciation. I want to see more of it, to understand it better. Everyone dreams of having someone they can trust and confide in, someone who won't judge them but will understand them.
As time goes by, I have come to understand the affective domain more deeply. I now appreciate the simple actions of the people around me, and I am more attuned to the emotional side of things. This experience taught me the value of genuine care and support, especially from family members. Not everyone is lucky enough to have someone they can confide in without fear of judgment or rejection. It's important to cherish those relationships and never take them for granted. I hope to see more of these positive interactions in my life and in the world around me.
