The love and sacrifice from mothers leads to an enduring bond, and thereby happiness within the families, and such it basically remains.
It took psychologists decades to understand that children don't just need milk and soft toys to mature, they also need parents as role models. The orphaned monkeys who were brought up with soft dummies all turned out to be cruel mothers. As they never experienced motherly love, they consequently didn't want to have anything to do with their own broods.
One doesn't go to school to learn parenting skills, it is the first lesson we are given by our mothers as soon as we enter the world. It leads us to recast the love we have received from them to our children later in adult life. Magic happens between the minds when we rub our brains against each others.
My tale of two daughters is unique. Still, motherhood is never meant to be an easy ride to anyone. As the decades have passed, I learnt to differentiate learning difficulties from learning disabilities, which made it possible for me to tailor my assistance to the need of their very individualistic brains.
A degree of stoicism was needed to deal with the insular failing from the teachers and the psychotherapist, as they were downright fatalistic. Their way to deal with disability was to blame me for everything gone awry. It was one thing to be discouraged by their misinformation hence our big divide, quite another matter to help my daughters to shine through my own commitment in teaching them.
Contrary to common belief, we parents with less communicative children are also hard-wired to be affectionately attached to them. On their part, disabled children too are equipped with an abundant sense of appreciation, though are slow in revealing it.
Parenthood is an intrinsic part of our divine existence, probably also the reason for us to feel complete with our children's presence. After all, the common wisdom does state that of all the balls we juggle in life, family is the most important yet fragile one. As the thinking goes, happiness belongs to those who can summon the will and courage not to drop the ball at all.
If we can optimistically create a wonderful future for next generations, they will be ready to one day pass the torch fondly enforcing as well as commending attachment to their own offspring. Then the cycle continues as is human life and our seemingly endless history.
In the intricacies of life, only mothers can readily accept difference in minds and instinctively guide their children to accomplishment.
