It all happened when I was in fifth grade in elementary school.
While I was exercising with my friends on the horizontal bar, one of my friends pushed me hardly and I fell down and dislocated my right wrist.
Since it was a thing that I’ I've ever experienced, being surprised and hurt, I cried out loud.
Then my teacher came and quickly took me to the hospital.After a while, my mom came too.
Straightening my wrist, I was so scared and tears wouldn't stop. I kept on looking at my mom with imploring eyes.
My mom was also teary-eyed.
While I was crying, the doctor took my wrist and pulled with all his strength.
I screamed.
Trembling with fear, I was looking for my mom, but I couldn't see her.
Wiping my tears, I went all around looking for her.
At a distance, there she was near a window.
Showing her back, she was wiping her tears.
Honestly,at that time I couldn't feel anything.
But when I think now, I could slightly feel how moms would be heartbreaking when their children are in pain.
After years receiving God, I somewhat realize Heavenly Mother’s love.
Our Heavenly Mother carries our entire burden of sorrows and pains.
Though I was a disobedient child, She gives love, and with all Her strength prays for me to lead me to Heaven.
Realizing Mother’s love and anxiousness, I will now do my best to end Her time of sufferings.
Thank you Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother. And I love you.