We live in a society full of selfishness, pride, fight for power and money. Yet, we have access to so much knowledge and can have and get everything we want. Why can not we share love instead of hate and anger? I have found my own answer, and a little story from my life confirmed my thoughts. The story has an answer that comes from the innocence of a child’s soul.
A real story
One day, my friend, a little girl dear to me said:
“I know a poem; do you want to listen to it?”
“Do you mean now?” (We had scheduled to work together on a project for school).
“Yes, please, because no one has time for me. Mommy is always tired, nervous and says she has no time. My father is also tired or he does not have the patience to listen to me.“
Looking for explanations
I was quiet. The explanations continued and flowed one after the other. I understood that she wanted to give me as many explanations as she can. It was her way of trying to hide her fear that I could offer her a reason, for not listening to her.
Thus, listening, to her, I remembered myself and others asking for a moment of attention from parents. That was coming later or maybe … never.
Have you lived those moments as a child? How many of you have not seen your parents running to work, to provide food and everything we believe we need for living. … Yet, they could not find a moment for comforting their child or to play with. They consider they do not have enough time. Everything became more important than comforting a little soul. Everything is more important than a moment of love …
You can ask “How many people did not receive their moment of love?” The answer is:
We live in an angry society, where people always seek to achieve something material and to get rich. A society where violence always seeks to reign in every street corner and frustration is powerful. Communities where kindness and love mean stupidity and is treated that way. We did not receive our moments of love and we do not know how to give it.
How good is it for a child?
Those repetitive moments in a child’s life do nothing good for them. They only strengthen a false understanding – that he is not good enough to be loved. The lack of time from his parents is an explanation he receives and grows up with. A parent could be tired from work. Yet, he finds time for phone, for gossip, for a movie. What about for a hug or a game with his child? They are the moments of love a child want.
How many people have not given their child that a moment of love that he was longing for? How many have thought that if he has money, clothes and food, or a new phone or a new game, he should know he is loved.
It is true that the child does not know that there is a need for work and money. He knows he wants a hug, a smile from his mother, and encouragement from his father.
A child feels LOVE.
A drop of love can be considered vital by the soul of a child. It can be insignificant for an adult who knows he has no time for or has something better to do. Tired from work, from spending time to make a “good life” is more important than spending time reading or listening to a story, a poem, or playing a game with his child.
The child lives a negative emotion of the rejection, that there is no time for him. He may think that he probably did something wrong and he is punished for. That negative emotion becomes frustration over time. It becomes deeper as an adolescent. He can live it the whole life. As an adult he will know that “I can not be loved, I am not worthy, I’m not good, I can not do something by myself, and I have to look for someone or something to be mine to know I can be loved.” Lifeless relationships are born. Toxic love, rivers of tears, seek of love in other forms only to please others will be the proof that he can be … loved.
A drop and an ocean
A drop of love can be an ocean of happiness, and it can be the whole world if you receive it when the soul demands it. It also can be an ocean of pain in which to swim a life if you are refused.
Somewhere deep in my soul I know that listening to that poetry, I offered a happy ocean to that little girl. How do I know? Because her smile was like a summer day, and it was painted on her bright face. Moreover, I know it for the little girl gave me back an ocean of happiness when she smiled back to me.
How expensive is a moment of love?
It does not cost a dime, for it is FREE!
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