Na Jam,
Rest her head on the pillow
tired from work
waitressing from 10 am to 12am
She doesn’t hesitate to dial home
Listening intensively
dial tone connects
distance temporarly
The seconds pass
20 minutes left
Phone card
Running out of minutes
The silent pause,
Click…
“Hello!”
“Gin Kao ruer young?” (Have you eaten rice?)
“Kid tuang nah” (I miss you!)
“ Phen dek dee nah loog” (Be a good girl)
“Mah thong tam nang” ( I have to work)
“ yah long hai” ( Don’t cry)
She cradles her lifeline
Every night
Just to hear “Ruk Mah!” (mommy, I love you!)
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ahh! so good that it hurts. =T
Moving and so true – how a mother feels who has to leave
her little one to work – such turmoil like no other. The pain
is almost exquisite.
What I mean is that – the pain would be exquisite, if it didn’t hurt so much.