MOM’S GIFT




The greatest tragedy of many of us humans is that we are seldom aware of our blessings till we lose it...or are about to.
I haven't visited my mom since maybe over 5 years...resentments, you know.
Now I do, every day, hoping she will forgive me.
I am now prepared to trade away half my wealth ...if only...she would come out of her deep sleep just this once...
Today suddenly, a weak smile lights up her face as with half open eyes, she looks almost mischievously at me and gives a light slap on my wrist, before closing her eyes again.
I am transported several years back with that gesture...the most enduring gift of forgiveness she always used to bestow on us children after a fight with us.


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