Mother was born into a peasant family in a county called Long An, in the southwest of Guangxi on July 7,1942. Long An is a world of natural beauty, a temperate, humid region whose misty, undulating hills and fruit tree dotted land had been populated ever since the Neolithic age.
November 26, 2012 was a heart-broken day.The sky looked ominously dark. Having fought diabetes for more than two decades, Mother left us forever! Mother died from heart attack in the hospital affiliated to Guilin Medical College at 4:00 p.m. ,November 26, 2012. Study shows an almost lock step correlation between heart disease and diabetes.
My heart was shattered into pieces without mercy by her sudden death. The pain that one suffers from losing one’s love ones is beyond imagination. How much I wish that she could come back to life again! Though I was bereft of God, I kept praying again and again that if she could open her eyes , I would rather quit my job and lead a vagrant life thanwork on trivialities. Sadly enough, I was not answered.
It is almost five years since Mother left us. I still remember vividly what had happened in details on that day. She woke up early that morning and told me that she wanted to have some porridge for breakfast. I went hurriedly out of the ward of the hospital to buy her some and asked to help her with it ,but she refused my offer and insisted that she could manage it herself. I didn’t expect that her health would become deteriorating in the afternoon. No matter how hard the doctors and nurses tried, the miracle didn’t appear. Three hours』 rescue operation turned out to be futile due to Mother’s debilitating health.
As the oldest son in the family ,I had to control my emotion without shedding a single tear on the day of the funeral when I bade farewell to Mother . However, I don’t remember how many times I have cried my eyes out, when I am alone or occasionally get drunk. On the one hand I was lucky to have a kind, generous, industrious and exuberant mother. On the other hand ,it was unfortunate that she died at the age of 71, well below the average of life expectancy. Since I looked after my sick Mother for only one day , I cannot fully understand the old saying that parents with prolonged illness likely have children of disobedience.
Hardworking was Mother’s main asset. She worked very hard as a worker and a housewife. She was serious about work and never late for it . I never heard her complain about her job. The house where we lived was not beautifully decorated, but she was always trying to make the rooms tidy and cozy.
Mother was a woman of perseverance .She went through many twists and turns in her life. Being the first child in the family , she shouldered more responsibilities. Her father died when she was only 12 . She had no choice to but to help her mother do all the heavy manual labor in the fields while her brothers and sister did a little light farm work, gathering fodder for pigs and taking the buffaloes for a stroll in the wild.In the later years she would reminisce about this unforgettable time.
Mother began to work at the age of 16 in a power plant during the so-called Great Leap Forward in the late 1950s . She succeeded in helping her two younger brothers and one younger sister out of the countryside either to be workers or go to school in the urban area.
Mother loved my brother and me with an intensity she showed towards no one else. She was gentle and tolerant, who, as I remember , never raised her voice nor fly into a rage in front of us. Being better taken good care of, my brother and I had a carefree childhood. Mother loved us ,but never doted on us. She would 「brag 」to us that she tended us with so much care that both of usdidn’t fall or bump badly to leave any scars on the skins of our bodies.
With a calm self-possession in the eyes,Mother wasn’t much of a talker, yet full of wisdom. She often said ,「Better take good care yourself than show your obedience to parents.」 She told me to be as cautious as possible. Never ever trust a person unconditionally or implicitly otherwise you will count the bank notes for the person who have sold you.」
I often meet Mother in my dreams with fondness , which is absolutely idyllic time I will cherish . Though Qing Ming Festival is not around the corner, yet I have an impulse to write this article in memory of my beloved mother .
May Mother rest in peace and great enjoyment!