Mother's Hope

Mother's Hope

A Story by Abderrahmane Dakir
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I tried to add more about what mother"s need.

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I was married in my 20s, I was eager to have a baby. I came from a big family, we were five sisters so I decided early with my husband Nour to start a family.

Two months later, I was pregnant. I was very careful , I would not hurt my baby so I ate healthy food, slept well,  smiled, made myself happy by reading jokes in magazines, breathed deeply fresh air in the park, left a smoky places. I was proud of my baby. Once I saw him, my eyes lit up. It was love at first sight. I was head over heels in love with him. I was nuts about him. It was an amazing time. I’m crazy about him. We called him Rabia.

During one year I breastfed my son Rabai. I didn’t sleep well anymore. I thought about him every day. I asked myself, “ Did he eat well?, Did he sleep well?,  was he Ok?.” When he laughed I laughed too, when he cried I cried too. When he fell sick I fell sick too.

The years have gone by fast ,  Rabia reached the age of six. We registered him in the best school. I devoted my life to raising him, I drew pictures with him, played with him, cooked the best food for him, read children’s stories with him, watched children’s TV program with him, bought clothes and shoes for him, reminded him  to do his homework and brush his teeth before going to bed at eight o’clock in the evening, guided him through this life on a good path, gave him advice, gave him a crash courses in life subjects, told him to keep his chin up, paid him a compliment, made time for him, worked my tail off to save money for him, prayed for him, made many sacrifices for him.

The years went past, After, Rabia graduated, he found a job in a short time. He became smarter, stronger, more handsome , more knowledgeable, more confident. He got some experience under his belt. I could count on him. I had waited patiently for this moment.

I told myself, ” I seemed to done my job well, Right now, Rabia is able to follow the rest of his journey in a safe way. It’s time to take a rest for a while.”


As soon as he started to work, he fell in love with a girl called Nora. they could not buy an apartment so we offered for to live with us.

Later, Rabia and Nora immigrated to Canada then they immersed themselves in work. They worked as heavy as the heavy rain in Canada. Over the years their heart became as hard as the rocks.

I whispered to myself, “ I’m like a tree in my country, it takes me years to grow and give  fruits before exporting them to another country, where all things can be bought even my dearest son, Rabia. He grew inside me for nine months,  I owned his soul and his body. He was in good hands, I took care of him for thirty years, I was his first friend, I dedicated all my life to making him happy, he had enjoyed with my delicious home cooked, he had enjoyed my company. I had covered him with my blanket in the  cold. I had done  my best.
Right now, I’m useless to him, he left me, stabbed me in the back, left me with my loneliness. My education was a real flop, my dream was disappeared, I felt down in the dumps. I live with it. I’m as that tree which lost fruits and its roots dried, they expected me to die.” The tears fell down my cheeks.

 

 

Later, my husband Nour died. I buried with him all my happy memories. It was no laughing matter. I have nothing to live for. I have lost the nearest person to me and all loving things in my life. My life is empty and soulless. I have nothing to live for. I want to die too.

For God’s sake, One hope that I have to achieve before that time  is to see my son, my heart, my life, Rabia, beside me, speak with him, listen his voice, talk together about his childhood, touch his hands, kiss him on his head, hug him so tightly, as much as I can then I would the happiest Mother in the world.


©2015 Dakir Abderrahmane


© 2015 Abderrahmane Dakir



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Abderrahmane Dakir
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A beautiful write indeed. The empathy you have shown with a man's view on what a Mother might feel in these circumstances is remarkable.

I enjoyed this story......sadly this a situation that happens many times in a Mother and Father's life. You wake up one day and the children you loved cared for with your heart and soul have disappeared or are absent from your life due to many circumstances.

Well done....thanks for sending my way.

Kind regards

Helena :)

P.S. Thought I would put this comment where it should have gone the first time!! :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Abderrahmane Dakir

2 Years Ago

Thank you Helena for reading. I enjoyed your comment.



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I feel like the mother feels in this story. I understand where her desire and pain come from at the end of the story and that is the most important part to accomplish in writing anything; to make the reader aware of how the character in the story sees or feels things. Now the grammar might need some tweaks here and there, but also in some ways I think it added to the character, especially as we learn later that her "education was a real flop." I think it really hits home at the end when she says she just wants to visit with her son once more because it leaves me wondering if she did or passed away. In short I liked it.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Tears welled up in my eyes after reading this..........
Excellent work.

Posted 2 Years Ago


This is lovely. As a mother I can connect with the heart of this woman. My sons are still very young, but I strive only to grow them into wise, successful gentlemen. But what's the cost of success? An excellent narrative.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Abderrahmane Dakir

2 Years Ago

Thank you J. A. Marquez for reading. I enjoyed your comment.Tank you so much
A beautiful write indeed. The empathy you have shown with a man's view on what a Mother might feel in these circumstances is remarkable.

I enjoyed this story......sadly this a situation that happens many times in a Mother and Father's life. You wake up one day and the children you loved cared for with your heart and soul have disappeared or are absent from your life due to many circumstances.

Well done....thanks for sending my way.

Kind regards

Helena :)

P.S. Thought I would put this comment where it should have gone the first time!! :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Abderrahmane Dakir

2 Years Ago

Thank you Helena for reading. I enjoyed your comment.
there is nothing more to add to all the wonderful comments. but, i'll just say its a beautiful story of a woman's life, responsibilities,roles and expectations. keep up the good work. :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


Abderrahmane Dakir

2 Years Ago

Thank you aleena1805 for reading. I enjoyed your comment.
Another beautiful story, one that pulls at my heart! I hope my children have happy lives and always have the desire and time to visit me, though I know I can't make that choice for them. All I can do is try to give them and my own mom love as she is getting older and I don't know how long we have together on this earth.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Abderrahmane Dakir

2 Years Ago

Thank you Susanna F for your comment. I hope you will be together forever.
Good story Abderrahmane Dakir

Posted 2 Years Ago


Abderrahmane Dakir

2 Years Ago

Thank youTerrence Chang for your comment.
As a loving and devoted mother, I can relate to this mothers heart-wrenching pain and dismay at her child's separation from this secure, loving nest, as he makes his way through his own journey. She did everything right for her child, but not for herself. As parents we prioritize the love, safety and well-being of our children, often forgetting that we are preparing them for a life of their own. Some of us wear our heart on our sleeve, others leave us wondering what we did wrong. Barbz

Posted 2 Years Ago


Abderrahmane Dakir

2 Years Ago

Thank you Barbz for your comment.
Barbz

2 Years Ago

The things that make us the happiest often cost us our greatest misery........the yin and yang of li.. read more
This really shows how some parents feel. They sacrifice everything for their child, yet when he/she grows up, he/she seems to have no time for you. This story is a very good story. It is very thought-provoking.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Abderrahmane Dakir

2 Years Ago

Thank you lydie for reading. I like your comment.
This story comes straight from the heart and reads well. The heartbreak at the end is meaningful and something which will resonate with those who understand the effects the loss of true love and appreciate it's impact. The only issue I could find was that the English is a little broken in one area - 'so we offered for to live with us' would translate better as 'so we invited them to live with us' or similar. Overall, nice job!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Abderrahmane Dakir

2 Years Ago

Thank you Tinx Sugarplum, for your wonderfull words.

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