Tomorrow is the mother day,I usually not celebrate that day,and even do not believe in it,but I do love my mother every day and every minute,I can not tell her that I love her,a certain stupors,and a stupid way of my habits and my raising up,and this is the second year that I post a shot by this occasion,and dedicate a shot to the one person that I adore most in this life ,and in the other if there is one. a simple way to cover my weakness towards the person who brought me to this world,fed me from her body,spent the nights awake for my sake and comfort,to the great person in my life who did tell her other sons not to tell me about her illness,for fear of me to get upset and becomes worried about her. to my mother,and all other mothers of the world.
Hi Gary,it is both indeed. it is in part the historic genes that we came from a desert,that envelope every feeling with its rough and stiff nature(though the great lovers of history are just a dot in the history of deserts lovers as shown from their poems and books),and in its other part due to local ,religious,difficult daily life,and historical factors in general that made us looks to the women as humans of a second degree rank.a fourteen hundred year of misunderstanding and misinterpretation to learnings of the old fathers. we are as Moslem ordered to cherish mothers to an unimaginable degree ,one of our learnings is that No one ever will smell the air of the heaven unless his or her mother allow that. stay well and fine. Saad.
Saad, I think it's sad that you can tell us about your feelings for your mother but cannot tell her yourself. I'm not sure, in your case, whether it's a cultural or personal thing and I can't pretend I don't understand either. But I can't help feeling that it's a poor existence when we feel constrained that we cannot tell someone (anyone) that we have feelings for them. It's a good job we humans have our artistic endeavours to substitute and act as symbols and share. Regards, Gary
Mother's day is not celebratet in my country, but, very nice and kind of you to share your joy with us :) Very nice picture, you represented stages of birth to us by this one, awsome! I like photos with some message in it, for which you gotta think about, wait for a second, turn back, and look at it again :) All best, Kenan