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I am an ordinary person who lives in a small county town in the city. We are a family of three, father, mother and me, living in an old bungalow in the old town. The house was small, but it was our family's home.
Many years ago, my mother died of illness, leaving my father and I to live together. My father was old and could not take care of himself. I became the breadwinner of the family, and in addition to working part-time, I also had to serve my father at home.
In those years, our lives were very tight. My father's medical expenses and food expenses were very tight. I worked as an ordinary worker in a small factory and earned a small income. But whenever I saw my father's old and haggard appearance, I made up my mind to create a better living environment for him.
That's when I scraped together some money and decided to exchange a new house with my father.
"Dad, let's move! I've got you a new house, and the environment will be much better than now. I said happily to my father.
The father smiled and nodded: "Okay, let's move to a new house! With you, a filial son, I don't have to worry about anything." "
We were so excited that we couldn't wait to move into our new home. I thought that this would make my father's old age more comfortable, and it was also my filial piety. However, I never imagined that this decision would make me regret it for the rest of my life.
Soon after the move, my father's health began to deteriorate. He began to have mobility problems and was unable to take care of himself. I had to take leave to take care of him at home, and take care of his food, drink, and Lazar.
"Dad, sit down first, I'll serve you a bowl of porridge. "I sat down with my father and fed him porridge.
"Good boy, thank you for your hard work. Father said weakly.
My father's illness was getting worse and worse, and I had to quit my job to focus on taking care of him at home. At first, I was still lucky, thinking that this was only temporary, but I didn't expect it to be more than three years in a flash.
"Dad, I've quit my job and will take care of you full-time at home in the future. I said to my father, "You can rest assured that you don't have to worry about anything with me." "
The father shook his head bitterly: "I am old and have become a burden to you. You lost your career at such a young age, and I blame myself. "
I hurriedly held my father's hand and tried to squeeze out a smile: "Dad, you are my biggest career." Taking care of you is my filial duty, and you don't have to feel guilty. "
But every time I see my father's appearance, my heart is overwhelmed with intense guilt and self-blame. My father is so old and so frail, how can I leave him alone? I secretly resolved to do my best to take care of him no matter what.
However, Heaven does not seem to favor us. My father's condition became more and more serious, not only did he have difficulty moving, but he also began to incontinence. I have to serve every day, eating, drinking, and waiting for Lazar.
Every morning, I had to give my father a simple cleaning. Sometimes he would suddenly become incontinent, so I immediately washed him with warm water. Seeing my loving father so helpless, my heart was extremely heavy.
My mental state has also deteriorated. During the day, he was busy taking care of his father, and he had insomnia at night. I began to wonder if I had made the right decision to put my father in a nursing home. But whenever I see my father's pitiful appearance, my heart will be overwhelmed with endless guilt.
Occasionally, my father would briefly sober up and talk to me. In those times, he always thanked me for my careful care, and also understood my hard work, and advised me to rest well.
"Son, you've been working too hard these days, and you should rest well. The father said weakly, "You have done your best filial piety, and I am content." "
I couldn't explain my ambivalence. Seeing my father fail, I was overwhelmed by guilt. I forced a smile and said, "Dad, you are my biggest concern in this life, where do I still have the heart to rest? "
The father nodded weakly, and seemed to soon fall back into a deep sleep. I looked at his old face, and tears involuntarily welled up in my eyes.
Just when I was exhausted, my father passed away suddenly. That day, I was feeding my father soup when I noticed that his eyes were closed and his breathing had stopped. I was terrified and hurriedly called the emergency number, but it was too late, and my father passed away peacefully.
I wept bitterly, tears soaking my father's clothes. When I think back to my father, I blame my deceased father for suffering so much.
I tried desperately to think about it, trying to find comfort in my father's words and actions, but I couldn't forgive my decision. Was it too selfish? Was it a wrong decision? I couldn't sleep at night, and I asked myself over and over again.
"Dad, I'm sorry that I was so selfish and only cared about my own feelings and didn't take your needs into account. I said bitterly, "If you had lived in an old house, you wouldn't have worked so hard." "
My heart sank into a deep self-condemnation. I began to wonder if I was a good son, whether I had fulfilled my responsibilities and obligations as a son, and regret, self-blame, and pain broke my heart completely.
Just when I was depressed, an unexpected discovery completely changed my mind. One day, I stumbled through my father's diary. It was an old diary, which was densely packed with records of my father's life.
When I opened the diary, I saw my father's familiar handwriting. My eyes involuntarily scanned the words, trying to find solace in them. At that moment, I was shocked by a statement.
"Today, my son happily told me that he had given me a new house, saying that it was to make my old age more comfortable. When I heard the news, my heart was overjoyed. With such a filial son, my old bones have nothing to worry about. "
"On the day I moved, I was in tears. The new room is spacious and bright, and the environment is much better than the old house. My son has always been by his side to take care of him. I'm so happy, God treats me so well. "
When I saw this, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, and I stood on the spot. It turned out that my father was so happy to be able to live in a new house with me! He felt that this was my greatest filial piety to him and a great comfort to him in his old age.
My heart was enlightened and relieved like never before. It turned out that it was all my misunderstanding. My father did not resent me, but felt that I had done my filial duty. I have been imposing my own ideas on my father and ignoring his true thoughts.
Yes, my father's health deteriorated in his later years, and he really needed a better living environment. Didn't I change my new house just to make his old age more comfortable? But I was obsessed with the surface and couldn't see what my father really thought in his heart.
Through this passage, I began to realize that my father actually thanked me from the bottom of his heart for his dedication and care. He didn't resent me because of the change in my living circumstances, on the contrary, he felt that I was a good and filial son.
Looking at my father's sincere words, my heart suddenly opened up. The self-blame and pain that I once felt seemed to have disappeared. I made up my mind that I must get out of the haze, live well, and repay my father for his hard work.
I want to live my life and become a person who contributes to society. Only in this way can I live up to my father's expectations and my young life. I took a deep breath and my eyes steady.
Since that day, my life has changed dramatically. I regained the courage and motivation to live and devote all my energy to work and life.
One step at a time, I slowly walked out of the haze. I began to pay attention to social news, learn about the development of the country, and strive to learn new knowledge. My outlook on life and values have fundamentally changed, and I hope that I can become a person who is valuable to society.
Just a year after I regained my direction in life, I held a solemn memorial ceremony to sincerely apologize to my father and make a promise to him.
"Dad, I'm sorry, I've been misunderstanding you all these years. I vow that from now on, I will live a more wonderful life and become a person of value to society. In this way, I will live up to your hard work and my young life. "