Little Happiness

There are days when happiness doesn't radiate from boisterous laughter or sunny days, but comes after long days filled with worry. It's a small, precious happiness that only those who have been, are, or will be mothers can truly understand. And it is this very happiness that teaches mothers what unconditional love truly means.

Mom. Blow on it…

The baby's voice echoed in the mother's ears, so incredibly sweet.

Will blowing on it make the pain go away, my child?

Yes, Mom...

So, in the world of childhood, a mother is like a miracle, an invisible source of energy that helps a child overcome their most tired and weakest moments. The whispered "Mommy…" full of trust, the tiny arms clinging to her neck, not wanting to let go—it makes her worried but also fills her with happiness, enough to help her overcome her weaknesses and become stronger, because she understands that her child needs a support system. And she will always whisper to her little one, "Be strong, my dear, because Mommy is always here, Mommy will get through this with you."

Perhaps no one would call the days spent caring for a sick child happy. But for a mother, it's different; a mother's happiness comes from the smallest things. From the moment her child's fever subsides, from the warmth returning to her child's hands, from the sound of her child's laughter after days of silence and vacant eyes, from the rosy lips replacing pale ones… Each sign of her child's recovery ignites happiness in her. Happiness from the feeling of overcoming her own fear, of conquering the long days of struggling with anxiety. Each time her child is sick, she loves them even more – more deeply, more completely, and appreciates herself more because she understands, more than anyone else, that her child needs her companionship on the journey ahead.

The days when you were sick were the days I learned so much on my journey as a mother. I learned patience while watching over your sleep, forgiveness, controlling my anger when you knocked over the meals I painstakingly prepared, and selflessness when exhaustion made me lose my composure. And you know what? I also had to learn to let go of myself, to put you above all other priorities in my life. No more leisurely meals, restful sleep, or outings with friends… but in return, I have you, and that happiness is incomparable. Through those anxious moments of caring for you while you were sick, I became stronger than I ever expected, because I am the miracle that can open up a truly complete world for you.

A mother's happiness is simply the moment her child sleeps peacefully in her arms after days of crying. It's the happiness of seeing her child eat more, smile more, and play more—a happiness whose true meaning only mothers can understand.

My mother has endured sleepless nights and moments of physical and mental exhaustion. But when I am healthy, smiling, and run into her arms with my tiny arms outstretched, how happy she is. That happiness lingers in my child's bright smile, in their radiant eyes, in the tight hug they give her… No one wishes for it, yet there's a strange feeling that only comes to mind after experiencing the days of caring for a sick child – a very different kind of happiness. My mother isn't a superhero, but she will do everything she can, giving 200% effort to ensure her child's health and growth.

“In this world, there is a kind of love that is like the ocean…” (Excerpt from the book “I Love You So Much, Dad” by Wei Xiaohui) – a line from the book my mother often reads to me every night. There, I find a kind of love, like a vast ocean, embracing everything that belongs to it. My mother’s love for me is just like that ocean!

Mom is still here, steadfast like a lighthouse in the sea, so that someday when you grow up and venture out into the wider world, you will still see the light and find your way back, my child!

Minh Nhat

Source: https://baodongnai.com.vn/van-hoa/202512/hanh-phuc-be-bong-5651718/