Do we care for our parents after we are independent?

My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment...She cooked for students & teachers...to support the family. there was thisone day during elementary school and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. Howcould she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out.The next day at school... "Your mom only has one eye?!?!"...eeeee said afriend. I wished my mom would just disappear from this world. So I said tomy mom, "Mom... Why don't you have the other eye?! If you're only gonnamake me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?!!!" My mom did notrespond... I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt goodto think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time... Maybe itwas because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I hadhurt her feelings very badly.That night... I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she as afraid that she mightwake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing Ihad said to her earlier,there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, Ihated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that Iwould grow up and become successful.Then I studied real hard. I left my mother and went to Singapore to study.Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too...Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's aplace that doesn't remind me of my mom. This happiness was getting biggerand bigger, when... What?! Who's this?! It was my mother...Still with herone eye. I felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. Even mychildren ran away, scared of my mom's eye. And I asked her, "Who are you?!""I don't know you!!!" as if trying to make that real. I screamed at her,"How dare you come to my house and scare my children!"GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"And to this, my mother quietly answered, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I may havegotten the wrong address," and she disappeared out of sight. Thank goodness... She doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myselfthat I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.Then a wave of relief came upon me...One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house in Singapore.So, lying to my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went. After thereunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house... Justout of curiosityThere, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed asingle tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand....It was a letter to me."My son...I think my life has been long enough now... And... I wont visitSingapore anymore...But would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit meonce in a while?I miss you so much..And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion.But I decided not to go to the school.For you...And I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassmentfor you. You see, when you were very little, you got into anaccident, andlost your eye.As a mom, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with onlyone eye... So I gave you mine...I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me,in my place,with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did..The couple times that you were angry with me.. I thought to myself,'It's because he loves me..'My son... Oh, my son... "This message has a very deep meaning and is passed to remind people of thegoodness they have enjoy was because of others directly or indirectly.Pause a moment and consider your life! Be thankful of what you have todaycompared to many millions who do not live lives as you do! Do spend sometime in prayer for your mum out there!