Like any other loving mothers, my greatest wish for my two sons is that they’d be genuinely happy in everything they do and in whatever situation they are in.
If I could, I would have them be free of life’s bruises and problems. If possible, no tear may fall upon their eyes and no questions may hunt their young minds. If I could just spare them from the harsh realities of life, that I would certainly do.
However, if that would come true, I’d be the most unfair mother of all. For I cannot teach my children to be strong when they are not faced with their own weaknesses. I cannot teach them trust when they are not confronted with doubts. And I could not give them the right answers when they fail to see the nuances of things.
I may be the most hurt when they are hurt, or in pain. But I also have to endure the pains of a mother that never stop even after childbirth. My two hands are ever ready to embrace them in every fall or victory that may come their way.
And I could only pray, like any mother out there, that my Maker would always cast His loving guidance upon my two beautiful sons.