Time=Love

 I encountered a mother with a beautiful heart one morning at a coffee shop on my way to work. The details of how our conversation started to escape me, but its conclusion remains vivid in my memory. She revealed that she was a mother of six children, with the youngest currently a sophomore in college. What she shared next left a lasting impression on me: the way children spell love is through "TIME."

 

Initially confused, I soon understood the profound truth behind her words, because of the memories featuring my own mother. She, too, always offered us her time, whether we were leaving or returning home. Regardless of the hour, she was always there to welcome us – not always with a happy face, but she was there for us:). Any frustration she expressed resulted from sacrificing sleep to ensure our well-being, especially in an era devoid of cell phones or pagers.

 

Reflecting on my mother's commitment, I now understand the importance of dedicating quality time to our children in today's fast-paced world. Despite our well-intentioned efforts to provide material comforts, we often neglect to give them the one thing they truly want– our undivided attention.

 

I cannot recall a breakfast, lunch, or dinner my mother didn't prepare or attend to. She was a constant presence in our lives, whether returning from school or extracurricular activities. She never spoke about her day but consistently inquired about ours, showing a genuine interest in our lives, friends, and experiences.

 

Now, looking back, I comprehend that we were the core of her existence. She didn't merely provide for us; she immersed herself in our lives. She fana فنا herself and her being. Her life was all about us and we were the center of her life.  I never heard her say “I love you” but we always feel her love, even now! In the end remind myself more than anyone is “Children spell ‘Time' = love."

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