It was a cold and windy winter night, and a phone call from afar broke my peace. When I learned that my mother had fainted suddenly and was rushed to the hospital by her family, I was at a loss. When my wife saw that I was flustered, and when she learned the truth after questioning, her face changed suddenly, and her shock revealed a deep worry.
"Of course you want to go back!" my wife patted me on the shoulder, with unmistakable firmness in her voice. However, her previous words were like a thorn in my heart. How could I be angry at her selfishness in that critical moment, but when I saw the helplessness and panic in her eyes, I knew that we were all on the verge of collapse.
On the way back to my hometown, I was in turmoil. The mother's face and teachings kept flashing in his mind, and tears blurred his vision. I blame myself, why haven't I fulfilled my filial piety for so long, and if my mother really left me, how should I deal with it?
When I walked into the ward and saw my mother's pale and frail face, my heart was like a knife. The nurse's words made me feel even more heartbroken, and I knew that I had to face this harsh reality. Just then, the wife arrived panting. She looked at her mother, and her eyes flashed with a sobriety and determination that she had never seen before.
At that moment, it was as if we all understood something. In our married life, we used to only value money and material things, but ignored the most basic human ethics. The critical illness of my mother made us re-examine our values and lifestyle.
My wife bowed her head and wept, and I knew that she was also repenting of her past. We hugged each other tightly and promised to cherish each other and cherish this family. Mother seemed to sense the change in us, and she smiled slightly, her eyes shining with relief.
After this family crisis, we have all changed profoundly. The wife is no longer so selfish, she begins to care about her family, she cares about this family. I also learned the value of family affection from my mother's critical illness, and I began to cherish my time with my family even more.
Now, my mother has recovered, and our lives have returned to their former warmth. We will be by our mother's side and spend every wonderful time together. And my wife and I have also found each other and the warmth of our family in this crisis.
Life is short and precious, and we must not let money and material things blind us. Family and affection are the most precious gifts in our lives. Let us cherish the people in front of us, run this home well, and let love and warmth always be by our side.