A Prayer for my Mother

Mother how i miss you these days when you're abroad and i can't communicate with you.  i pray for you every day and every night that you're well taken care of by our Lord and are happy and will eventually find peace and joy in your old age. 

you have suffered so much throughout your life. 

you didn't marry the one you love but the one your parents designed.  I know Dad was very good to you and love you very much; he's such a sweet simple husband.  but that doesn't make you happy because Dad is not a perfect man, and when one doesn't love one finds faults and disappointment sometimes fills your heart.  how i pray you'll find the good side of Dad and be happy with what is given you, but it is hard, very hard for you.  and i don't blame you for that anymore.

You work so hard throughout your life to raise nine of us; many sleepless anxious nights; many toils to find the means for our survival and education; many struggles with the oppressive leaders;  and till this days you still spend every thread of the left energy you have to raise your grandchildren, saving every single pennies to help those less fortunate than us.  your children complain about your thrifty life style, but being an experience woman of many ups and downs in life, and in part also of your stubborn, you resolutely hold on to  your conviction. 

you have been ill most of your middle age into your old age.  countless times rushing in and out of hospitals, dozen of operations, and taking pills as your daily portion, you still shine that smile whenever you see others.  who could have guess that under much enthusiasm conversations is the endless internal and psychological pains you have to endure.

Mother, i could go on and on about you, a woman of iron will in matters related to your loved ones, sharp mind in dealings, but such tender heart for those who suffer.  i was never a good daughter to you and never will be able to measure up your great maternal heart and mind; but what i fail to accomplish, i ask my Lord daily to make it up to you. 

My dear Lord, i pray for my mother's peace, happiness, meek and humble at heart.  if one day you shall take her away from our earthly presence (though i will not know how to do without her), i pray that you will real soon hold her in your heart and let she knows that she is loved, very much, by You and all of us. Amen.