Moji

My Persian Life
2011-03-05 14:28:21 (UTC)

Unbearable

Dear diary,

Mom is crying silently. I guess I just broke her heart. We were having lunch together that I noticed her staring into space once again.

Me: You know what mom? I better not have my lunch with you anymore. you know why is that? Because of THIS. (I pointed my fork toward her to mean her stares)

She didn't even look at me; in fact she continued staring. I know I shouldn't have said this, diary. But I couldn't take it anymore. She's been doing this for days. Since Mo has begun his service in police department, life has turned into hell for me. "You are not a mother yet," she always says. I know mom is going through a lot but they all behave as if the world has come into an end. So far we have talked to different people to change Mo's place. Even one of them has promised he would be transferred within 10 days from now. But they have lost their hopes. I guess the problem is somewhere else; that is, inside Mo. He is not patient enough. he says if things continue like this, he'll quit the service. "Who wants to pay me for the next 2 years?" he says. "My dad?" He is right. Dad makes a little money to feed the family. (Sigh)

Time: 2:57 P.M

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The more I think, I guess nobody is blamed.

Time:3:12 P.M




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