I am sorry. Let’s broke up.

The day I expected finally came.

"Mom, I broke up." "Is she crying? "Yes," the moment I lost my words, I rushed into the bathroom and I cried. It was my older son’s girl friend I liked very much.

"Did you brake up because you got a new girl?" "No. I felt like I was choking. She wants to get married and lives in Long Island. I do not want to get married and I do not want to live in the suburbs. Mom, are you okay?" "What shall I do? You cannot breathe. I hope she can quickly forget the playboy like you and meet Jewish doctor who works in the same hospital."

Unlike my older son, the young son dates the girl as if he is waiting for a break. When his first girlfriend dumped him, he seemed calm, as if he had to wait.  

My younger son told me, that "Mom, she asked me to break up and I said okay. After a while she called me and said that she wanted to come back to me. She broke up repeatedly and told me to meet again several times.”

"Mom I broke up. This time I told her I wanted to break up." "Why?" "I feel heavy. She is much older than I am. "Is she crying?" "Yes." Unlike a big boy, it is a sad voice.

"That’s life. Meet and brake up. Then there is a time when you feel like you should marry this person. Like looking for the house, when I see a house I love, I run for it like crazy.”

You guys said, you could make up for each other’s difference and associate well when you met girls for the first time. Now you guys were tired of the girls, so decided to break up because of choking and heavy felling. What a bunch of bastards!

Aren’t the girls crying now as I used to sit in a dark room after men dumped me? Every time I think of the girls that my sons abandoned as if I have sinned, I feel a sharp pain in my heart and sigh deeply.