Anyone Can Tell A Story But Not Everyone Can Write

Sons and daughters can dare not care about their parents but parents can’t bear to not to care about their siblings.

I’m not sure if I have said it correctly or you can understand what I am trying to say. You know I am not an English major but I am still trying my best to write in English.

So what is it all about that I want to discuss for today’s post? Well it is nothing but more about life experiences. I still have a lot of stories to share which you may find some of them relatable. Please note that when I write and post my stories here I am practicing and still developing my writing skills with every article I post.

Write because you love doing it

I guess we should stop thinking of rewards when we make our post on this platform,  rather expect the things we can learn from our audience. Honestly I was once like that when I joined this community because I really needed extra money. Who else doesn’t need it during those hard times anyway?

If you joined read dot cash simply because you want to earn money (BCH) but don’t know what to write, I bet you will lose interest in the next two months. Even if you have a lot of stories to tell, I’m sure you don’t have enough motivation to write all of those stories.

I have known some users in this community who have been interacting with me for the last couple of months. Unfortunately, when I try to visit their profile they have long been inactive. I wonder what could be the reason. As much as I don’t want to think of them being demotivated, I can’t help it somehow. But I just think that they are okay. Sometimes I would read their last post so I could at least know the reason for their inactivity.

Anyway, before I go further in telling all of those things let me go back to the main topic for today. I am not sure if this is about parenting but most likely it is. You know I could write all stuff about parenting since my kids are grown up now. I think I have the right to share some good things about it. Maybe next time.

Parenting 101

I always reiterate in my previous post about my parents (my mother) being a disciplinarian. I remember her lines when she was scolding me or one of my siblings. She would say:

“Anyone who doesn’t want to obey my rules is free to go. The door is widely open. If you leave, never come back.”

Those remarks have real conviction, I mean as a kid who would want to leave their parents for no reason. My mother was doing her best to raise her kids as good human beings. No parents would want their kids to be bad. But I know that my mother was just bluffing and the truth was that she doesn’t want any of us to leave.

I admit I was a pain in the ass during my childhood and adulthood. But it was our eldest sibling who first gave our parents real pain and struggle. It came to the point that my elder sister was suicidal just to end the suffering. She can no longer stand the shame. But even if my mother wanted her to leave, my sister did not dare to.

It takes time to heal. One year, two years or ten years. Sometimes if we can’t utter forgiveness time will tell it for us. And no matter how bad a child is, a mother’s love will always be a mother’s love.

But history really repeats itself. Our youngest sibling (younger sister) did something too similar to what my older sister did. But this time she chose her own decision and decided to leave. She was in her college days when it happened.

A couple of days had passed and we were hoping that she would come back but she did not. My mother didn’t look for her either. She forbade herself from searching for her but I know she was worried about the whereabouts of my younger sister. My father was worried too but just hid his emotion.

After a week she came back. Mother did nothing to her. She did not scold her or ask how she had been. Mother just asks if my sister had eaten because she looked pale as if not having enough nourishment for a couple of days.

When my mother said to never come back if one of her children would leave, she meant it. However she did not say that she will no longer accept a child who ran away then comeback. Only to realize how much she loved her sons and daughters despite the troubles they brought.

Now that I am a parent, I can only say that my parents were right. They were never wrong in raising us to be what we ought to be as human beings. Although sometimes I also feel like a broken record to my kids reprimanding and reminding me to always make things right.

I hope you can relate to this writing somehow. You see if you really love writing, there are a lot of stories to write and share. You don’t need a specific niche unless you want to make it to a higher level then you need to take your writings seriously.

Thanks for reading. Ciao!

Lead image source credits to Aaron Burden

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