Free Short Love Stories – At The Dinner Table 2

A Once Resolute Woman Was Now Looking Pathetic

What was unusual about Alyssa’s Mom’s is her now pathetic mood. Alyssa and her siblings had grown to recognize their Mom as a firm and resolute woman who was always as steadfast as an Old Testament Prophet in facing adversities. She was that kind of woman who cared mostly about the quality of a cup at the expense of what it contained. Her introspective examination of her motives led her to conclude that she must have been at fault in the type of men she chose to fall in love with. She used that opportunity to educate her three daughters—Mia, Jessica and Alyssa about how they should conduct their love lives. She now wanted to make sure that none of them would repeat the mistakes she had done.

As their Mom sat up, supporting her back with the creamed colored backrest of her arm chair, and supporting her body with the two orange pillows placed on both sides of the seat cushion, she placed her arms on the armrest cushion and looked straight into Alyssa’s eyes. By this time the living room had now acquired a dark, hushed mood, full of the silence of several years of guilt. Tightening her face into the mask of an ex-convict, and, as if fortifying her self to tell Alyssa what she’d held back from her for the past 25 years, she said—with teary eyes:

Alyssa’s Mom Asking For Forgiveness

“Alyssa. I ask for your forgiveness. I do believe in God’s forgiveness after you’d forgiven me.”

“Mom, I’m not a priest…what’s going on?” Alyssa cried out.

Slowly, and painfully, her Mom begun to tell her story:

“To some degree or another, most of us carry life-long regrets for words once spoken in haste, or behavior that might have damaged relationships. Before we pass away, we deserve the time to express ourselves and find release from these inner demons. There are people to whom we may want to express, with or without words—our deep feelings of affection, appreciation and apology… as living beings, we are not allowed to know how our time on earth may slip away…”


“Mom, what’s all that for?” Alyssa cried out impatiently while her other two siblings looked, Isabella and Mia looked perplexed.

“I’d met your Dad when we were both in jail—that was medieval at best –with little food, few beds, no activities, not even electricity. Some inmates had stayed beyond their sentences simply because there was no money to send them home.

He’d been accused of a crime he never committed. Being a foreigner, he had no any recourse to the law…”

“Mom, are you saying you and Dad had been together in the can before?” Alyssa asks.

“Yes.”

“And you never mentioned it to us?”

“Alyssa, I was terribly afraid of the consequences”

“Damn the consequences, I want to know the truth right now.” Alyssa insisted. her two other siblings were getting more confounded.

“What had been your crime Mom?”

“Alyssa, spare me these questions, you are not a judge!”

“I’d committed no crime…”

“And you were in jail?”

“It was a set up…yes, a set up by a man I was deeply in love with…that Chinese man – who I never got to marry.”

She Opens Up On Her Failed Romantic Life

Alyssa’s Mom retreated into a long silence. Those few words of their Mom had a narcotic effect on Alyssa in particular, and before she could say anything else, Alyssa nodded away in sleep.

Her emotional story was very cathartic—recounting it actually allowed her to release buried emotions. As tears continued to flow down her bony cheeks in alarming quantity, she lamented her decision twenty-five years ago to have agreed to marry a man she met in jail—Alyssa’s Dad. She now says it was her marriage to that man that altered her love life forever. She was actually seeking forgiveness from her three daughters—for having allowed her self to be used and dumped by one man after another. Each of her three kids had different fathers who had all walked away from her. Had she adhered to the lessons taught to them by Grandma at the dinner table, she wouldn’t have had to regret over the past and wished it hadn’t happened.

Ayssa’s Mom continued:

“Yes. I have made many romantic connections with men. I have also lost many of those connections. I have even had a date ask me if it was cool to get another woman’s number while we were out camping.

All of these experiences didn’t help me grow. Alyssa’s Mom confesses.

“But almost nothing had contributed to my low esteem and failure in romance like when I didn’t know it was time for me to walk away from a man that I knew wasn’t right until it was too late – when I was either dumped or got pregnant and kicked out. Alyssa’s recounts with bitterness.

Turning to her three daughters she asked with a guttural voice:

“You girls, tell me, when was the last time you chose to willingly end a relationship with a guy you were attracted to?”

Alyssa’s Mom continued:

” I would do everything in your power to “win” mens over. I would chase endlessly, pretend to be a friend for months or years, disrespect my own precious time, and even let myself get walked over — all because I couldn’t let go of this one man – until it was rather too late! I wished that you all shared the same biological father.

Then Alyssa’s Mom drops the bombshell:

“Alyssa, I have been asking for forgiveness from you because, during your pregnancy, I made several attempts to abort it. I hated your Dad so much. When that wasn’t successful, I then attempted to end my life and that of yours by committing suicide. I knew it was wrong, but I didn’t care. But God (with His unlimited mercy) saved the both of us.

Looking back, guilt and pain have now become terrible exchanges for Alyssa’s Mom for several wasted years of failed romance!

Conclusion

What had been bothering Alyssa and her siblings after their Mom’s unusual confessing was that, why all the emphasis on how women should conduct their romantic lives? Does it mean men don’t also make mistakes in the quest for love? Why was she blaming her self for all that happened to her love life and not the men who had also contributed to her plight? Does this mean that whenever love fails, women should take the blame?

Or that, it is only mothers who always have to seek forgiveness from their children whenever they realize they are at the wrong side of love and pregnancy occurs and a life is brought to the world? Why should women be more circumspect when it comes to choosing a man than men? Does it mean that women are always at the short end of the love stick?

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I sat up, supported my back with the creamed colored wall beside the bed, and looked straight into Mama’s eyes. The room acquired a dark, hushed mood, full of the silence of several years of guilt. Tightening her face into the mask of an ex-convict, and, as if fortifying her self to tell me what she’d held back from me for the past 24 years, she said—with teary eyes:

“Ayoma. I ask for your forgiveness. I do believe in God’s forgiveness after you’d forgiven me.”

“Mama, I’m not a priest…what’s going on?” I cried out.

Slowly, and painfully, Mama begun to tell her story:

“To some degree or another, most of us carry life-long regrets for words once spoken in haste, or behavior that might have damaged relationships. Before we pass away, we deserve the time to express ourselves and find release from these inner demons. There are people to whom we may want to express, with or without words—our deep feelings of affection, appreciation and apology… as living beings, we are not allowed to know how our time on earth may slip away…”

“Mama, what’s all that for?” I cried out impatiently.

“I’d met your Dad when we were both in jail—that was medieval at best –with little food, few beds, no activities, not even electricity. Some inmates had stayed beyond their sentences simply because there was no money to send them home.

 

“You mean Mia’ss Dad?”

 

 

 

 

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