“His mother didn’t like me for who I was and for what I seemed to be,” my mother told me.
She was in love with my dad when she was only 19 years old and my father was 20 years old, but the only problem was my dads mother. She didn’t like her since my father had met her and it was for all the dumbest reasons. “I always acted like me around her and was always nice,” she went on. But eventhough she was her, my grandmother still judged her and would say she wasn’t good enough to my mom. My mom would laugh it off and didn’t mind it since she was in the relationship for my father not her.
As my mother babbled on, it made me think about how my mom didn’t let anything my grandma said get to her head or even bother her because she didn’t matter at all in her life. After not letting all the talk from my grandmother get to her head, my mom decided to accept my fathers proposal. “I knew all along what I was getting myself into and I accepted it,” my mom said. Once married, my father and mother had my two oldest brothers, very happily. But as usual my grandma had to interfere saying that she didn’t like my mom and that her son didn’t like her either. And the years went on and my parents had my sister and other brother. But eventhough my parents were living a good marriage, with no problems, my grandmother tried accusing my mother of cheating to split their marriage once again. And as my fathers mother tried everything to put my mom down, my mom stayed strong and always thought about the good in life, because she shouldn’t have to worry about someone who didn’t matter in her life at all. Later on my parents had me and 13 years later, I would come to hear my mothers story and know that it had now been 24 years that my parents had been married and nothing had been able to tear them apart. And after listening closely to my mothers story,I learned a big lesson in life that will always be with me. I came to learn and believe that you should be who,you are and not let what others think of you get to your head because those who say things about you that are bad, are the ones who will never matter in life. This I Believe.
If you enjoyed this essay, please consider making a tax-deductible contribution to This I Believe, Inc.