She Left So That I can Learn
It was the third day on the job. Having settled in my comfortable contained cubicle, I pinched my left arm to confirm that it was the right position to be at. It was a favour to secure an internship at the sense 101 life club. Each aspiring life coach I have ever recognized secretly admired to acquire the most adorable lifestyle. Move around the world as well as fathom about the colorful pocket that exists in it. Ideally, I believed that I had a point to make my parent proud or rather surprise her. I dreamt for such a moment and truly I thought this was the time to shine.
When I heard my phone ring, I realized it was my dada informing me of my mother’s heart attack. She never made it. I convinced myself that the perfect dropping carpeted floors already had left out from I. Although, I passed out the opposite side, I realized that my mum had left me to deal with a hefty stack of lessons. I discovered three ideologies she would have wished me to contemplate and apply in life. To begin with, I have to stay firm on my own feet. Despite our parent’s love, they can never be there for us each time. Therefore, we have to make the job interviews and maximize our abilities in the workplace without their presence. In some presence, we must be in a position to express our bravely, even if we are less brave and how our potentials.
Besides, I can testify the uniqueness of co-dependence and love. It is different to find a person to turn to for support and love as compared to need a person to turn to for support and love. With my mum having left, I also am empty of a sounding board. The remaining is just some moment to evaluate myself and make logical assessments. Perhaps if I am unable to reach rational decisions with the experience i have gained, then I am at risk of losing everything else.
Lastly, I understand the memories we acquire are maybe the only thing that we cannot lose. Can I miss the moments we had with mum? Each moment I will. What the most adorable thing can i do in such moments? Perhaps, I can evaluate the memory’s suitcase we had, select my favorite experience, explain about it, make notes about it, or dream about it.