Half a month after the divorce, Dad called begging to remarry; when he told her the whole story, Mom gave a mocking smile

Half a month after the divorce, Dad called Mom asking to remarry. He told her the whole story, and Mom gave a mocking smile.

Love is mutual: I treat you well and you treat me well. If only one side keeps giving while the other neither appreciates nor understands, then the one who gives will eventually be disappointed after a long time, and all that giving becomes meaningless. Only by loving yourself first, by practicing self-love, can you love others and be loved by others. It was not anyone else who made me understand these truths, but my own parents. Their love and marriage taught me the most real lesson, only the price of this lesson was a bit high.

In my impression, my dad was a hands-off boss who did nothing, and everything at home was handled by my mom. So my mom was always working hard, toiling for this family, yet my dad was still ungrateful, thinking my mom had it easy lounging at home all day. I told my mom that my dad should not say that about her and that she should have a good talk with him, but my mom told me that my dad worked hard and was just saying it casually, that it was no big deal.

In the years that followed, my dad's attitude toward my mom not only did not improve, but grew worse and worse. He usually would not take my mom out with him. Sometimes when my mom asked to go with my dad to visit relatives, he refused, on the grounds that my mom was too petty and sloppy, and he felt taking her out would embarrass him. Even when my mom begged my dad bitterly in my name, he remained unmoved. My mom could see no hope and finally chose to let go. Later I heard that my dad was in close contact with a woman, and my mom finally gave up all hope and chose divorce.

Unexpectedly, only half a month after the divorce, my dad called my mom wanting to remarry. He said that without my mom, he was very uncomfortable, could not get breakfast every day, could not find his clothes, and the house was in a mess. After hearing this, my mom gave a mocking smile and told my dad that back then she had toiled for this family without complaint or regret, yet he could not see any good in her and even despised her in every way, and no matter how hard she tried, she could see no hope. And now he regretted it, but her heart had long gone cold, and she would not forgive his coldness and ruthlessness back then. My mom firmly refused him. Then before my dad could say anything else, she hung up. After hanging up, I saw the tears in my mom's eyes and the resolve in her gaze. At that moment, I understood that my mom had truly let go. I only hope my mom can be happy from now on, and I support what my mom did.

This is the story that happened to my parents. From then on I understood that love is mutual, not one side giving endlessly while the other is indifferent. Only when there is mutual care can a marriage be happy and a family be harmonious. And in love and marriage, the first thing is to learn to love yourself, rather than constantly compromising for the other person or even losing yourself. Do you all think what I said is right?

(From a reader submission; the images in this article come from the internet)