He stared stunned, unsure of the reply. (Or was it better to just be quiet?)
His family silently, started, to clear the room. He stood still and tried to clean and clear his mind.
He bit his lips and sighed. It had been intentional, but he hadnt thought of it as insulting his mother. Was he ashamed of his mother? He knew he shouldnt be ashamed. Yet that was not what he had felt at that time. And yet,if someone had asked him, how felt towards his mother, he would have said, he adored her..
With fear and hesitation, he went up to his mom. "Sorry ma, I was wrong to feel ashamed, but that doesnt mean I dont love you."
His mother simply hugged him and said, "Well I know, I am not perfect.."
He stopped her with "Ma, I adore you and you know, I wish, I could be perfect too, but.."
Pefection in action
Is not the expectation in Love.
And, patriotism is love for the country
Not perfection in love for the country