A youthful groom embarked on the journey of matrimony.
His mother, advanced in years, resided under his roof. One evening, as they gathered for supper, his wife abruptly excused herself, retiring to their chamber. Observing her departure, the elder woman advised: “Son, tend to her well. Ensure she does not endure hunger. Look after your wife”.
Concerned for his beloved, he sought her out. “My dear, are you unwell? Why dine alone?” he inquired. She hesitated: “I cannot. The sight of your mother’s hands… it unsettles me”.
Wrinkled and weathered, those hands bore the weight of untold sacrifices. Yet, to his wife, they were a source of discomfort. “What would you propose?” he inquired. She suggested: “Perhaps a nursing home would be best”. Assuring her, he vowed: “Fear not, my love. Tomorrow, we shall resolve this. But first, we must honor our invitation to your parents’ abode. Upon our return, I shall arrange for my mother’s care”.
The following day, accompanied by his wife and mother, they visited her family. Noticeably absent from the table was his mother. Sensing his unease, his wife assured: “She dines alone, in another room”.
Perplexed, he inquired: “Did you instruct her to seclude herself?” She affirmed: “Indeed”.
As the meal commenced, the father-in-law broached the delicate topic. “Son-in-law, our daughter’s happiness is paramount. She deserves a home solely with you. Resolve this matter regarding your mother”, he urged.
Reassuring them, he pledged: “Rest assured, we shall address it today”.
Despite the spread before him, he abstained. “Why do you not partake?” queried the father-in-law. With conviction, he declared: “I cannot. Your hands… they taint my appetite. They mirror your hearts!” His wife was taken aback.
Rising from the table, he sought out his mother, kneeling beside her. Tears streaming, he kissed her hands, imploring: “Come, mother, let us depart”.
Perplexed, she questioned: “But, son, where are we bound?” Overwhelmed, he simply wept. Loading her into the car, he whispered: “To Paradise, mother… to Paradise! Lead me to Paradise, if you are content with me”.
5-Yr-Old Piano Prodigy Plays For 101-Yr-Old Grandma, Her Final Request Has Him In Tears.
Piano prodigy Ryan Wang hosted a special private concert for a very special admirer, 101-year-old Dorothy Landry, several months after dazzling audiences on “The Ellen Show” and performed at the esteemed Carnegie Hall. Ryan performed a touching recital of “Variations on an Inner Mongolian Folk Song” exclusively for Landry at the age of five, organized by Canadian digital music distributor CBC Music.
Dorothy, who has been a fan of Ryan’s since he was three, was unable to fully enjoy the performance at one of his previous concerts because of hearing issues. CBC Music realized this and arranged a private concert to provide her with a more intimate musical experience.
The small scene showed Dorothy in her wheelchair with Ryan sitting next to her, his feet hanging above the floor and his hands gripping a big teddy bear, both signs of his youth. Both of them were obviously moved by the concert; Ryan expressed how much he enjoyed performing for “Grandma Dorothy” and how it made her happy.
In return, Dorothy called Ryan a “very special little person” and expressed excitement about his upcoming performances.
She expressed her gratitude to Ryan and sincerely asked that he come see her again following his impending trip to China. This special musical relationship emphasizes the value of generational relationships and the universality of music.
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