Every time I hear mom nagging as the sun rises up until the sunsets, feels like I am hanging a weird headphone in my ears all day while playing all those weird and annoying rap musics repeatedly. And hearing all those annoying weird stuff feels like it could break my tympanic membrane any moment. But not until I realized all my mom's point of saying all those things. I don't even find it nagging anymore, but a loving advice from a mother who cares for her daughter.
Everyday early in the morning I could always hear my mom's loud's cracking voice yelling and telling to get up already to prepare for school. She would always nag at me how lazy I and compared to their times. She would always enumerate all those chores they always did during their childhood times from the very least one up to the major one. And such thing would always made me feel how lazy I am, cause I really am. Every time I made a mistake like not being able to sweep the floor well, not being able to wash the dishes well, waking up late, failed to organize my things, and living my room so topsyturvy, my mom would start rapping, I mean nagging. And guess what? It could sometimes last all day. Me, not being in my right mind, not being able to realize my mother's way of correcting me, hate hearing all those stuff. I was always carried away by my own emotion, that's why I'll always find ways to divert my attention. And sometimes even block my ears with real earphones. I couldn't imagine how disrespectful I am before.
Things changed when I went on vacation for a month in Cebu with my cousins. At first, I enjoyed the freedom and liberty I had. Being free from my mother's nag is a great feeling at first. But eventually, I miss my mom nagging at me. I miss her nagging for not washing my clothes, I miss her nagging when I ate meals late, I miss her nagging at me for sleeping late, I miss everything about mom. I miss her that much that I tried imitating her way of nagging at me, her way of telling me how to take actions correctly, how to behave like a lady not a girl, and how to be an independent one. That is when I realized all my mom's way of loving me and transforming me into a lady in her own way. That is also when I was badly craving and longing for my mom's voice. The voice that I used to hate before. We called each other everyday and talk on some random things on how my day was going, if I did eat my meals and etc. In the middle of our conversation, that was around 10:40 pm, I can't hold it anymore, I can't help myself. @Tears keep falling and falling out from my eyes. I tried to hold it to the best that I can but I failed. My emotions took me and marveled all over me until I cried. Yes I did. I cried so loud like a child. Good thing no one is around in the room except me. I'm the only one there so that means the whole room is mine hahah (that was really embarrassing and up to now my parents still keep on bringing that moment up and keep on teasing me that I cried like a child even though I'm already a big one). I told my Mom that I wan't to go home already and I missed them so much. My Mom got panicked and don't know how to comfort me over the phone. All I want that moment is to be at home instantly. I want to sleep in my own pillow and bed. I missed home. I really can't stop crying and with that I can't breath properly. I tried to ignored it thinking that it's normal when you're crying but I feel that any moment I would collapse and what makes me worried is that nobody's in the room except me.
I hurridly hang-up the call with Mom for she'll only worry if she'll knows. I tried to call my cousin and auntie next door good thing they heared me and when they knew that I was crying they immediately went to my room and comforted me. I told them that I can't breath properly and they gave me a little massage and let me drank a water. They asked me if I really want to go home this badly for they're willing to accompany me. I realized that I can't act this childishly and be carried away by my own emotions. Besides it's already late.
When I went back home, I tried to behave the way mom want me to be. I apply all those things she said. But sometimes, due to my lazy behaviour mom can't stop nagging. But unlike before, I'll quickly get up from the sit and do what she says. Sometimes, I can't help myself smiling while watching her nagging. How I love watching her doing that thing. It is such a great blessing having a mother like her. Because not everyone was given a chance to experience the very great feeling of having a mother. I consider myself very lucky to have her in my life. While watching her nagging, I find myself smiling looking while looking at her (a smile that says how grateful I am to have her), when she noticed me smiling in the middle of her nagging ceremony she'll ask "why?" then I'll just say "continue" and then eventually she will just stop when she think I got her point already.
Actually if you'll view things optimistically, hearing all those things is not annoying and irritating at all. How can be a mother's advice so annoying and irritating? The only thing is, sometimes we hate being corrected, we hate corrections. We think what we are doing is good and is right. We are close minded, we are not open for any suggestion or advice. We think hearing a piece of advice that is contrary to our notion is just a bothersome and will do nothing but to ruin our emotion.
"Sometimes, it takes time for us to realize all the points and value of our mothers efforts. But what matters the most is how we choose to change some part of ourselves that is intended to be changed after realizing all those things. Changing for the better after realizing the points and values of their efforts, is also a way of giving importance to the existence of our great parents".
