Abandoned

 

“Sofia! Do not leave me! Sofia, please." I still remember nothing else other than that. That was the most awful choice I have ever made. The moment I step my foot out of the house to go after my dream of becoming a content creator, I hear my selfless, kindhearted mother sobbing, crying, and pleading.

 

Mum never says no to my dreams, but the moment I started telling her that our home and neighbourhood were simply too ugly to be a part of my contents was the one that really upset her. Given that that house had been my only place of safety since birth, how could I say that to her? Oh, God! How unappreciative and cruel I was at the time.

 

The fact that I realised how much I had hurt my mother could have been one of the major factors why content creator is not my cup of tea anymore and I have never been successful as a content creator. Second, I see this as karma—a form of punishments for being an unappreciative and disobedient child like I was when I was younger.

 

I was given the job of being an editor for a huge corporation now that I am getting close to 60 years old rather than becoming a content creator. How quickly time passes, and the memories and all those images are still fresh in the back of my mind, serving as a daily reminder for me. Thank God, I got to apologise to my mother before she left the world behind.

 

The most valueable takeaway I took out of this incident was to never neglect or abandon our parents just to pursue our dreams because without them, life can sometimes feel incomplete, like a perfect vase without any flowers in there, its empty.  Believe it or not, as long as we are alive, we will regret what we did, and the unpleasant memories will linger in our minds forever.