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Winter 2015

Motherhood

heart painted on frozen glass window

My story is about Love!!

It was Mother’s Day. I was at Shopper’s World (my place of work). I had to work for 8 hours, I was happy. You might ask, why? It’s obvious, good sales so, “commission!” It was the only thing that I was thinking about. That’s true! When you live by yourself you gotta make money! Paying bills it’s on the top of your thoughts! So even the night before Mother’s Day I kept on thinking about how I could make good sales, which products should I focus on more, which perfumes or gift sets might the customer be more interested in?

 Anyways I organized my thoughts and made a plan to do my best! Honestly?  I did!! Yes, I made good sales. Lots of expensive perfumes got sold by me, lots of expensive gift sets as well! But at the end of the night I wasn’t happy! But why? I was supposed to be happy because I had achieved my goal and I made a good commission.

I’ll tell you why. By the end of my shift, I mean 30 minutes before the closing of the store I felt sad deeply from my heart!  Ahhh!!!!It was Mother’s Day! How about me! How about my mother! What could I do when I was far, far from her! I was going to cry because I was just keeping myself busy so as not to think about how far I was from my mother, how much I missed her and how much I wished I could see her, hug her and say happy Mother’s Day to her!

Never forget about God and all the positive vibes that the universe can send for us! You know what happened? While I was sadly thinking about all of these things when all of a sudden one of my lovely, mature ladies who is also my favourite customer came into the store from the back door with a beautiful, lovely smile and she said, “Come here and give me a hug. I came here to give you a big hug ‘cause I know your mother is not here so I’m gonna be your mother for a couple of minutes!” I will never forget that moment when she made my day!

I just shared this story because I wanted to explain love and the amazing power it has!

Unfortunately, sometimes we forget to share this powerful, beautiful feeling with each other.