Top 9 Timeless Quotes from Mothers

Have you ever left your house in a mess? Have you ever been so lazy that your mom had to complain? Each time that happened, my mom would express her concern for my future, often sighing and saying: "With your laziness, who would want to marry you!"

I’m not sure about my mom’s past, but from the way she proudly talks about it, I always saw her as a superwoman, excelling in everything she did. One of her famous sayings was always: "When I was your age, I could do everything."

Bậc phụ huynh nào cũng thấp thỏm lo lắng khi con cái bước vào tuổi vị thành niên. Đặc biệt là chuyện tình cảm của tuổi mới lớn. Mẹ tôi lúc nào cũng quán triệt tư tưởng, yêu đương ở độ tuổi này, chẳng qua chỉ là chăm sóc vợ/chồng tương lai cho kẻ khác mà thôi.

Vẫn là mẹ tôi, vẫn là câu chuyện tình yêu trai gái. Nhưng khi tôi 25 tuổi, mẹ chẳng còn ngăn cấm như xưa. Mỗi lúc thấy tôi ngoan ngoãn hết đi làm lại về nhà, tuyệt đối chẳng hẹn hò với ai. Mẹ thường xoắn suýt lên lo lắng: "Mày còn nhởn nhơ gì nữa, sao không lấy chồng đi?".

A mother is always the silent sacrificer. She takes on all the hardships and bitterness herself, hoping her child is well-fed and warm. Back when our family had little, my mom would always give up her portion of meat or fish for me at every meal. She would still smile gently and say, 'I don't like this dish.'

No matter how old you get, there will always be times when you're tired of everyday struggles. At those moments, even if the whole world turns its back on you, there will always be one person with open arms, waiting for you to return. You may struggle across vast seas or under the high sky, but in the end, the safest place is still the home with your mother's warm hands.

In childhood memories, every child has probably heard this phrase from their mother at least once. During moments of sulking and disobedience, mom would often frown and coldly declare that she found me in the trash. I don’t know how others reacted, but for me, I thought long and hard and decided to pack up all my clothes and toys to go search for my real mom. The result? I made it less than 1km before I got hungry, tired, and lost. As I cried out loud, mom appeared and gently patted my head: 'With how cute you are, you must be my child.'

I’m not sure what that ‘kid from another family’ looks like or what their abilities are, but one thing is for sure – I have always ‘hated’ that kid. Every time I took an exam, did chores, or dealt with anything else, my mom would always bring up this ‘other kid’ as if they were a superhuman with extraordinary skills and intellect.

Whenever I make a mistake that disappoints my mom, or whenever she gets angry with me because of my bad habits that are hard to break, she would always sigh in frustration and then coldly blame my father with the words: 'You are just like your father!' My mom, always cheerful and nonchalant, acts as if my existence was solely the result of my dad’s decision to bring me into this world.