I grew up in a single-parent family and did not live with my mother.
My grandmother was the one who took care of me since I was a child.
For a long time, I felt that my family didn't understand me.
This has caused her to hurt her family members many times.
However, as I started going to church and tried to live like a child of God ,
And they began to take the initiative to handle all the big and small things at home.
Only then did I finally understand how much sacrifice and hard work my family had done for me.
Only then did a deep sense of regret well up inside me.
Whenever I think of the "Language of Motherly Love" activity,
The sentence that is hardest for me to put into practice is:
"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I've made you work so hard."
One day, I mustered up the courage to go into my grandmother's room.
I want to tell her in person and sincerely apologize for everything I did in the past .
Just as I was about to beg her forgiveness with tears in my eyes,
Before he could finish speaking—
Grandma gently patted my shoulder and said to me:
"No need to apologize. I'm really happy that you've grown up so well-behaved."
Clearly, in the long past years,
The person who exhausted her and hurt her was me.
But Grandma had no recollection of those difficult times.
Instead, she hugged me tightly with a warm embrace.