A daughter's wish

It is so painful and heart-wrenching to see your mother cry. And, worse, there is nothing you can do about to make her feel better.

Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she was sitting beside me while I was having my dinner. She was silently crying, not making it obvious while she wiped her tears away. I just sat there, not looking at her because I felt it would be awkward. The only sound heard was the clinking of my chopsticks against the porcelain bowl, and of me munching away.

Dad was to blame. He never really cared much about my mom's feelings whenever he speaks. Or respected her. The names that he called her every time they argued, it makes me want to throw up. I used to defend her when I was little. I would cry and drag my dad into the room, demanding that he apologize to my mom. Usually, it works. But as I got older, I tend to just blend into the background, listening, but not doing anything. Waiting until they cooled down, or I just left the room.

Mom has told me that after being married to each other for such a long time, the reason they never gotten divorced was not because of love. They have gotten so used to living with each other, that there was no reason to want to go through all the process of finding a new love again. And, it was also for us kids. I don't really agree with her reason, but I also do not want them to go through all the pain of getting a divorce. I just hope that, one day, they will finally learn to tolerate each other, respect each other, and know that the man, or woman, sleeping on the same bed for all these years, will be the same person you're growing old with.