My mother had only one eye. When I was growing up, I hated her for it. I hated how the other children stared at her and laughed at me. My mother worked two jobs to provide for the family, but I hated her and didn't want to be seen with her.
As I grew up, I studied hard and got a job overseas so I wouldn't have to meet my mother. I got married and started raising a family of my own. I got busy with my job and family. I didn't even think about my mother anymore.
Unexpectedly, my mother came to visit me one day. Her one-eyed face frightened my young children and they started to cry. I was angry with her and told her not to return to my home and new family life. My mother quietly apologized and left without saying another word.
Several years later, I came back to my hometown and drove pass my childhood home. I stopped by the old small house. My neighbor told me my mother had passed away and left me a letter. My eyes were full of tears as I read the letter.
"My dear child:
I must begin by apologizing for my first visit to your home and frightening your beautiful children. I'm also deeply sorry that you were always laughed at by others because of me. I have learnt that you may be coming back to town, but I may be no longer there. It is time to tell you that you lost one eye in an accident when you were a small child. I wanted you to see the beautiful world, so I gave you my eye. I have never regretted my decision and I am at peace that you enjoy a complete life!"
