One month later, I was doing work in the living room. Mom came up to me all of a sudden and asked if she could speak with me.
“Mommy wants to say sorry, for all the words I have said that have taken root in your heart all these years.”
I was genuinely surprised when I heard that.
“God had spoken and revealed Himself to me. I want to obey Him.”
As Mom continued to share that it was God who prompted her to find the right time to apologise to me for the mistakes she made, I knew it was all part of His divine plan.
She went on to explain that she had let emotions get the better of her as the responsibility to take care of the family weighed upon her shoulders. When she apologised for specific incidents where I had felt hurt by her, I was deeply moved. I had always thought she did not remember what she had done, but she did.
For the first time in a very long while, I let her hold me and we sobbed together. For the first time in my life, I heard her say, “I loved you and have always loved you. I am proud of you and of how you have put yourself through University.”
That day, we asked for each other’s forgiveness and peace came upon my heart, finally. Till today, I cannot even begin describing the feeling. It is as if I have finally shaken off a sharp rock that got stuck in my shoe for the past few years.