the bathroom of care
If I could transform to be a room in my sweet house, I would be a bathroom to relieve the misfortune of my lovely mother. Because of her sickness, her eyes have had only fatigue, stress, and pain like the sky in rainy day that I do not want to see. Her sickness is like the scurf on her body that I wish I cleaned it by pure water. Therefore, I would be pure water to flow gently on her body and decay her sickness. I would be sweet lavender soap to soothe her from her stress. I wish aroma of a pure purple flower made she feel like staying in garden of heaven and spellbinding with aroma till she forgets everything that make her pain. Suppose she still stuck in slough, I would be toilet to dispose her misfortune. Although it is like waste thing or dirt, I would swallow and than bury it in my innocent heart. If everything that I do for her cannot make her better, I would adjure Apollo, god of medicine and healing, to heal her from her pain and throw her sickness to the floor. I would be a drain to suck it to the farthest place. At this time, whatever I can do for relieve her misfortune I will do although it is ugly, dirty, and unpleasant. Because I believe that gratitude is not beautiful card in mother’s day or love massage that convey magnificent meaning, but it is action that come from the deepest heart that is pure and sincere. For this reason, I wish I would be bathroom; a room is full of aroma of love and current of care. .
วันจันทร์ที่ 22 กุมภาพันธ์ พ.ศ. 2553
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