If you could turn back time, what masterpiece would you like to present to father and mother?
Time is the answer.
I walked in a hurry with my cellphone in my ear. A high-heeled voice echoed in the lobby of my office, noisy because of my chatter to someone on the phone.
"If you really don't intend to work you should leave from the start. Troublesome!" I turned off the call roughly and then let out a long sigh.
Suddenly my steps stopped in a large mirror in the middle of the office lobby. I looked at the large mirror that can refract my entire body there. Very beautiful clothes reflect a perfect career woman. Then I look around from the reflection of the mirror. All employees look busy walking to and fro. We can see the high level of stress they feel there.
I closed my eyes, clenched my fists tightly and returned to the time when I was a student. Look at me a girl full of ambition when it was studying hard in the room to change the fate after the death of his late father.
"Son, let's eat first ..." That was the voice of mother as I opened my room.
"Later, ma'am, I still have a lot of work to do." I say nonchalantly without seeing your face.
"Yes, I'll eat later, when it's finished." then he left while looking down.
Mother eats alone in the tv room while watching her favorite program. It's hard to see mom eating her food alone. He did not laugh when the TV comedy program made his joke. Mother just stared blankly at the screen.
I shouldn't be ...
Then my memory flew away when I was working. I worked so hard that I could reach a strategic position in my office. Do not know day or night. I'm always busy with cell phones and files that keep piling up on my office desk or at home.
"Mother, why are you sleeping on the couch at night? I told you not to wait for me to come home from work. " I say annoyed while still receiving a call from the cellphone in my hand.
"Mother's son comes home, mother has prepared food on the table. How about you warm up, Mom? " he said with a half-sleepy smile.
"No need, ma'am, I'm not hungry." I said as I left for the room. Mother could only see my back while smiling bitterly.
What have I done?
My memory then turned and stopped at one moment when I decided to renovate our house. That day, mother looked very happy.
"I'm proud you can go this far," he said, staring at our house that was being renovated.
"What mom? I didn't hear that before. " I said while closing the call on my cellphone. Mother did not answer, she just smiled while looking into my eyes deeply.
Mother just wants me to listen to it ...
My eyes slowly opened, and let go of my fist. Staring wistfully at the large mirror which had been showing how embarrassing I was.
As parents, you are a masterpiece of God who brought us to the perfection of life. Not money or position. But you, our child.
The voice of my late father echoed in my ears, tears slowly flowing and I ran to get home immediately. At home my mother was watching TV, I approached her and I touched her shoulder gently while smiling.
"Mother, let's eat together." Mother smiled as I looked into my eyes so deeply and deeply that it felt like my burden had been raised only to see her smile. I should have been like this a long time ago.
Even success cannot buy time. Go home to your incomparably sturdy house, to protect from worries and hug you with warmth there.
