Hello, Mom - Happiness is still here

Happiness - sometimes just a look, a reminder, a memory that makes us feel warm in the coldest days.

The story below is a sincere confession of a child who has just lost his mother, and is preparing to welcome his first child - where happiness and separation meet...

When I was 13, my father passed away. Since then, my mother single-handedly raised three children. I grew up with my mother's sacrifice and resilience. Even though my father passed away early, my mother always made me feel fulfilled. She taught me to be independent, to love, and to stand firm in life. I confidently and proudly stepped out into the world - with my mother's sweat, tears, and boundless love. To me, that is the language of happiness - the simplest yet most lasting happiness.

During those years, my mother was the strongest woman I had ever known - never once complaining of fatigue, never once complaining of pain, even though there were days when I felt exhausted. I realized that happiness can sometimes be so fragile. Happiness is waking up every morning and still hearing my mother calling, still seeing the meal she cooked, still having my mother's protective hand.

Time passed, the three children grew up, had jobs, and had their own families. I, the youngest daughter of my mother, was also preparing to become a mother. In just two months, my first son would be born. I imagined the moment when I would hold my child in my arms, with my mother sitting beside me, her eyes kind, her smile warm.

But life is not what we expect. Mom is gone…

This loss was so great that I felt like I could never recover. I cried until I had no more tears, asking God why he took away the person who loved me the most when I needed him the most. The day my mother was taken away, the wind seemed to stop. I felt small and lost in a nameless void.

But when I felt like I was about to collapse, my husband still quietly held my hand and said softly:

“You are not alone. I have you, my child, and your mother always watching over you.”

I understand, happiness is not always enough, not only when we have everything.

Happiness is still being loved, even in loss.

There is still someone to accompany us through the stormy days.

When I lost my way, there were people I loved to wake me up.

It's my mother's eyes in my dreams, watching over me and guiding me as I go.

Now, I no longer look for happiness in faraway places. I see it in every gesture of my husband, in every heartbeat of my unborn child, in the warm and peaceful longing for my mother.

Happiness - it turns out - is always around here, we just need to know how to appreciate it, how to love it and how to say "hello" with a grateful heart.

Bye, Mom…

I will live well - so that every time I smile, you will be happy too, in a peaceful place.

Minh Tam

Source: https://baodongnai.com.vn/van-hoa/chao-nhe-yeu-thuong/202510/chao-nhe-me-yeu-hanh-phuc-van-o-day-b630747/