Day to Day happenings in my life

Tears

Think about the last time you cried. If those tears could talk, what would they have said?

It’s strange you should prompt us to answer this question, as it was just yesterday.
What did those tears say? They were a mixture of emotions, mostly negative I’m sad to report. I rarely cry, never when I’m expected to. I have friends who can cry when listening to someone else’s bad news, even when it concerns someone they don’t even know. Their tears seem to be always there, ready to fall at the drop of a hat.

When my mother died, many years ago now, I was expecting the bad news. I was on the other side of the world and was awaiting to hear from my brother who was with mum.
I had just spent three months with my mother in England and we’d spoken freely about her impending death. We had said everything there was to say. So when I got the call, I and my family were away camping with friends. There was no mobile at that time and I’d asked my brother to phone the camp site when she died and they’d let me know.
I didn’t cry after coming back from the campground office where I received the news. Our friends and my children and my husband were waiting for me to return. I just crawled into our tent to be alone with my thoughts, but didn’t cry until three months later when some little personal things my mum had saved for me arrived by mail. Then I couldn’t stop crying .

But back to yesterday my youngest daughter, who I’ve supported and loved all her life told her father that he was the only one who cared and that I had never been there for her! Never supported her. He tried to tell her that that wasn’t the truth and I had always been the one who’d often had to convince him to forgive her.
Those tears were for not being remembered for the millions of times I’ve helped her, and for being dismissed and mistreated and hurt.