A conversation between a pencil and an eraser

Pencil : I’m Sorry
Eraser : For what? You didn’t do anything wrong.

Pencil : I’m sorry because you get hurt because of me.
Whenever I made a mistake, you’re always there to erase it.
But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.

Eraser : that’s true. But I don’t mind. You see, I was made to do this.
I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a new one. I’m actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad  [smile]

Parents are like the eraser where as their children are the pencil.
They’re always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller (due to aging). Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying or sad !

 

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