Susan got married at the age of 20, and at 22 she had her first and only child. Shed never felt much affection toward children herself. When her son arrived, Susan and her husband handed him over to his grandmothers care, sent some money each month, and carried on living as they pleased. Two years passed and the circumstances changed grandmother passed away, so they had to bring the boy home. Susan grew frustrated with her son. She enrolled him in nursery so she wouldnt see him as often, then moved him on to primary school. When he started school, his classmates picked on him.
He couldnt read or write properly. The teachers tried to contact his parents, but Susan could never spare the time. Eventually, her husband showed up at school. The teachers took the opportunity to tell him about their concerns and his sons behaviour. When he returned home from the parent-teacher meeting, he lashed out and beat the boy with a belt. After finishing school, Susan sent her son to work in a local factory. It was there that he met his future wife. The factory gave the young couple a council flat. When Susan had grandchildren, she barely acknowledged them.
Sometimes she sent some money to the grandchildren for Christmas or birthdays. The day came when Susan reached retirement age. She wanted a big celebration, so she turned to her son for help. Ive transferred some money to your account. Go with Mary and buy food and decorations. Well have my retirement party at your home, she demanded. Alright, Mum, replied her son. He and his wife sent their children to the countryside so they wouldnt be underfoot, and began preparing for the event. When everything was ready, Susan arrived and seemed satisfied. Well done, not bad at all. Now, get to the kitchen.
The guests will be here soon and you need to greet them. Well chat after everyone leaves. Her son and daughter-in-law dutifully went to the kitchen. The guests ate, drank, and danced the night away. When the last person had left, Susan entered the kitchen and remarked, Theres one slice of cake leftsplit it between you two. Im not feeling well, so were heading home. I cant stay and sit with you. Her son felt deeply hurt. A week later, Susan rang him: Son, I’m going into hospital for surgery. Bring me some things; Ill send you a list. No, Mum, were off on holiday with Mary. You know that. Ring Dad instead. Bye. At last, Susan learned what it means when people let you know the world doesnt revolve around you.
Looking back, I realise how crucial it is to treat those around us with consideration and warmth. Its easy to take family for granted, but respect and kindness shape the relationships that matter most.
