One day, we decided to practice some of Mother’s Love Languages with our family at home. When I approached the house, I heard the pretending that my sister was there, and I approached first and asked, “Is there anything I can do to help?”
Unexpectedly, my sister confessed that she had a concern. Since it wasn’t often for me to bring up my true feelings, I just quietly and sincerely listened to the story.
Her worries were as follows. He acknowledged the mistakes he had made during his work, but had unavoidable circumstances, and yet being reprimanded still left a scar in his heart. That’s why I felt depressed all day.
After hearing this, I thought, “Still, I apologized and accepted everything silently, didn’t I? Well done. I did everything I could and tried to hide my sorrow and endured it, so it was a good thing.”
Her sister shared that those words brought her great comfort and strength.
Even small actions such as approaching someone first with a question, listening attentively until the end, and offering sincere recognition and encouragement all helped significantly narrow the distance between them.
A Mother’s language of love has made us a closer family.