Obviously, before I passed away, I was helpless and desperate.
Seeing Sister Zhi’s recent essays to miss her own son, I can’t help but feel a little bit sorrowful. I have to say that Sister Zhi’s heart for her son is indeed lagging behind. After more than half a year has passed, I remembered that her son should have gone. Sad? In my opinion, this is, at best, hindsight plus hindsight.
At the beginning, during the most difficult days when the son was alive, he was tortured by illness and died, and I never saw the slightest distress from my mother, let alone she shed a few tears, and she still wandered around every day. In several big cities, I am full of joy to enjoy the scenery of different cities, the laughter and laughter especially rippling in people's ears, how many people once envied it! I remember the video of a call to my mother, I wanted my mother to come and accompany me, but my mother used all kinds of excuses to shirk. In the end, my son could only say: Mom, if you come here, you will be traveling for a few days. I am here. There is nothing for you to do... At that time, when I heard such begging, I felt that this was a real mother, not even a stepmother, how far my child was, she still had so many things that she couldn't let go of. Things are simply unreasonable! If you are a real mother, even if you stay with me every step of the way, I don’t think there is enough time. I feel distressed and reluctant. I guess my eyes have long been blinded by crying! But Sister Zhi is not only strong, but also has a big heart!
It is true that giving a white-haired person to a black-haired person is the cruelest thing in the world, but it depends on whether the biological mother and child have deep feelings. If they are ruthless, they will not be painful. There is no shortage of such mothers and children in reality. After the death of his own son, Sister Zhi's heart hurts or not, only Sister Zhi knows himself, and his son should know whose heart hurts the most, and he also knows who is really upset in his heart! Unfortunately, no one helped him fulfill his final wish! Everyone has only their own little abacus in their hearts. They figure out how to not pay a penny, how to get more money, how to get more inheritance, how to not pay back the house and arrears, and so on.
Not so much that the son died in pain, it is better to say that he died in despair. Because he didn't do anything he wanted to do, and he didn't see anyone he wanted to meet. In the end, he was a lonely person fighting against death. He was helpless, helpless, and powerless. He was full of joy and thought that before he died, he could leave a house for his wife and children, even though he knew his house. Can't keep it, but he still can't hold back the demands of those people.Forcibly staying, he would rather bear the infamy, rather than betray the people of the world, than betray his wife and children, this is his helplessness!
He knows better than anyone, as long as the house is returned, everything can return to its original state. Mom or mother, father or father, as long as the mother gives a house to his wife and children, the mother is the mother, he He died without regrets in this life, but there was none. Because of an undesirable house, he had betrayed his adoptive parents and had been stigmatized for a lifetime. He also saw through the ruthlessness of his biological parents. For him , Blood is thicker than water is just a story! Losing the care of his adoptive parents was the biggest accident in his life! This is his helplessness!
At the last moment, he originally wanted to leave quietly, but he never expected that he would be killed in the bumps of thousands of kilometers in the road. The death should have been a good place, but he did not, and he did not have the choice to change. A comfortable place, let alone a place with relatives, and his heart is full of longing. How much he hopes that the person who loves him the most will hold his hand and send him away, but there is no, no People help him, send a message to her for him, no one cares about what he wants in the end, and no one cares about what he wants to do in the end. What he hears in his ears are all their calculations: how How can he not return the house and money, how can he turn his property into an inheritance within the deadline...Beyond despair, he can only choose to die powerlessly!
When the "beautiful" day really comes, some people cheer, some are sad, some are relieved, some are relieved, and no one realizes that he died of despair! No one feels distressed because of his helplessness, helplessness and powerlessness!
People often say that time is the best medicine to relieve grief. The most painful time has passed, and the most painful people have already come out. I just didn’t expect that those who didn’t have pain would start to suffer at this time. And it seems that there is a tendency to become more and more painful. Is it because it is painful that it hurts because of need? Shouldn't the real pain be without any choice anytime, anywhere? After a long period of pain, you will be numb, not to mention that someone has personally ruined his son's first life name. How many people will give you traffic because of sympathy? If you die and can't rest in peace, do you want to keep pulling your dead son out for the sake of flow? Can your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law be at ease with such traffic every day? Dreaming back in the middle of the night is the inevitable result!
To find peace of mind,Please let him go! Telling him the truth he wants to know is the point!
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