Regrets of the mother, but not of the child, translated…
As a student, I’d heard my classmates tell me, “the fortune-tellers said that I lacked fire in life, so, my name became “Flaming Pearl”. “The fortune-teller wanted me to hang a picture of a waterfall, said that I’d lacked the element of water in my life.” “The fortune-teller said that I won’t get any help from anybody else, that I have to become, self-reliant”, “the fortune-teller said………”
After hearing so much about it, I’d asked my mother one day, “Why didn’t you take me to get my fortunes told, to see what I lacked, and how to make up for what I’d lacked?”, my mom who’d been tried by life itself, said, “No need for a fortune-teller, you’d lacked EVERYTHING in life, you are NOT blessed enough, because if you were blessed, then, why would you be my child?”, I’d become stunned, not knowing how to reply.
not my painting…
Several many years passed by, I was able to successfully retire from the workforce, still healthy, with my family accompanying close by, and I’d had enough money, for charitable causes too, but my mother had, passed on for many years already. I really wanted to tell her, “the best thing that’s happened to me in life, is that I’m your child, I’d lacked nothing in life, and my life is good.”
So, this would be, the mother’s reflection of her own life onto her own offspring, because she had it hard in life, and so, she’d, believed that her child is just as unblessed as she is by life, but, the child didn’t see it that way, instead, she saw herself as being more than blessed, to have been her mother’s daughter.
Life, the Obstacle Course 