This man grew up without ears. When his mother died, he discovered a secret
“Of all the gifts that life has to offer, a loving mother is the greatest of them all.”
It is true for all of us. She carried us inside her womb for 9 months and went through the pain of giving birth just to see us and hold us in her arms. She lived her life dedicating it to the future of her child, not minding the hardships of life.
She’s the one we run to when we face problems, and she is the only one who can comfort us by just holding our hands.
She’s our first teacher, our protector, our number one fan. She’s everything. A mom’s love never fades; in fact, it gets stronger with each second that counts. She’s willing to give all that she has, even her life for her beloved child.
Nothing, nothing can equal the love of a mother to her child, and this story is one of the many proofs of this love.
“Can I see my baby?” the happy new mother asked.
When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears.
Time proved that the baby’s hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred.
When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother’s arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.
He blurted out the tragedy: “A boy, a big boy… called me a freak.”
He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music. “But you might mingle with other young people,” his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.
The boy’s father had a session with the family physician. Could nothing be done? “I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured,” the doctor decided.
The search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man. Two years went by and then the father told his son, “You are going to the hospital, Son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But it’s a secret.”
The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents blossomed into genius, and school and college became a series of triumphs. Later he married and entered the diplomatic service.
“But I must know!” he urged his father, “Who gave so much for me? I could never do enough for him.”
“I do not believe you could,” said the father, “but the agreement was that you are not to know. Not yet.”
The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come … one of the darkest days that a son must endure. He stood with his father over his mother’s casket. Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish-brown hair to reveal that the mother — had no outer ears.
“Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut,” he whispered gently, “and nobody ever thought Mother less beautiful, did they?”
Real beauty lies not in the physical appearance, but in the heart. Real treasure lies not in what that can be seen, but what that cannot be seen. Real love lies not in what is done and known, but in what that is done but not known.
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