The Touch of Weighty Responsibility

Our moral responsibility as a member of a family, more particularly as a mother is the hardest task among other forms of responsibility. When we perform or fail to perform a morally significant action, we sometimes think that a particular kind of response is warranted. Praise and blame are perhaps the most obvious forms this reaction might take. We denote family to be a group of people affiliated by consanguinity, affinity. and co-residence, although the concept of consanguinity originally referred to relation by blood. We know family responsibility as being responsible for the care another person, whether or not that person is a dependent, but does not include someone who is paid to care for that person. For being relative can mean by blood, marriage, affinity or a adoption and include someone wholly or mainly dependent on a particular person or a member of that person’s household. These are the reasons why there is touch of weighty responsibility.

According to many sociologist and anthropologists, the primary function of the family is to reproduce society either biologically. society or both. Thus one’s experience of one’s  family shifts over time. From the perspective of children, the family is family orientation. The family serves to locate children socially, and plays major role in their enculturation and socialization. From the point of view of parents, the family is a family of procreation, the goal of which is to produce and enculturate and socialized children. However producing children is not the only function of societies with a sexual division of labor, marriage and the resulting relationship between a husband and wife, is necessary for the formation of an economically productive household.

As a mother of six offspring, with only one rose among the thorns, we cannot account the weight of responsibility. When one time, I was caught between showers of swords from the two directions, I have asked ALLAH (s.w.t.) to have me a shiny day on the following morning. At first, I find it easy to skip, since, some relatives seems loyal in comforting me. How awesome for these number of shoulders to cry on. But, as it starts to worsen, they begin to stay apart so that they can exempt themselves from these diversities of swords. I cannot put the blame on them, since it’s a suicidal in nature. I even warned my hubby to be careful on its infectious thorns. Playing the role of being the only person who conceived, I have acquired strength to blow my last breath, and directed my intent of fighting back. Any cowardice move, never give a chance to save this complications. I felt this weighty responsibility, entrapping my whole being.

Being a mother of less than one to make half dozen boys, I must prepare my self for any consequences in motherhood. Indubitably, mothers are willing to dedicate herself for the sake of being one. Some intriguing problem encountered by families, are uncertainty on children’s educations, dashing manhood (includes love story, peculiar taste with friends, choosy and distinct types for foods and colors), financial incapacity and discontentment in nature and the society of which they belong. My center of emotion is on the second intrigue, dashing manhood. Our acquaintance with this kind of deception came with out warning. To the contrary, the other mentioned schemed leave a chance for provisions. It is lateralize according to once time frame, prioritize base on our ability. Similarly, on natural calamity, rains pour after cloudy skies and floods after heavy rains. Laterally, it prompted us to have some precautionary measures. But in this case, it bump our head, like an after shock tidal wave. Though we are aware of it existence but the wrangle eradicate our inner sense of stillness. This is where aptitude of moral responsibility begins to mount.

With my weary eyes, I have accepted these challenges, with open arms. I have defined everything to be only me who can stand forward with or with out falling. We understand that sometimes, power and wealth are strangers to this kind of complexities. I rather vowed down so that my identities will become invisible to them. It is in this manner that they failed to aim on my forehead. My whole being, was shadowed by pleading, and bring myself into surrender. It is matter of recollection of how we play the role of motherhood that have save me. Recalling for all our hardships, followed by our earnest effort to have an ideal children, is one weapon to beat the odds, looked very effective than everything. I have never dream to change my life style, so that the coldness of the night could be my companion instead of providing myself in comfort that I desired. If the pouring of rains dictates me to shed unfathomed, I must led my way to the best outcome. Declaring for an absence is not applicable to this time. This weakens me, and stole my very chance of resting, even though it was necessary. My hubby had to confess every inch of my fight to our friends, finding solutions to calm the violence. What would be the best drive for this crisis with the pressures of times? Every shift seems harsh and keeps me breathless. The whole world moved closer which enough sleep is the only guarantee to cool me. I believed, ALLAH (s.w.t) always have place for a mother like me. I allow the coldness of the night to modify my fight and let my tears pour down until it dries up. I want to pull back time and withdraw being me. I discern everything in proper, since my aim in life was satisfied when I decide to enter into. I have enough preparations to tackle every adversity. But, for a situation similar to mine, it is unpredictable.

I successfully delineate all obstacles, and discovered those showering swords to be lenient without pricking me. This, sudden change of environment need another stage of confusions rejoice with queuing lines of responsibility, waiting to be defined to its utmost forms. Those showers of swords are now cradling me to a bitterness of responsibility. This time, if I got pricked, it might be yawning for I have lost much of struggles. Those swords are an ocean that may drown me anytime, whenever the role of cruelty possessed these tendencies. As if, I am on two roaring lions that eventually tear me into pieces. With those fervent hopes, they may vary to the best of its advantage. This unseat responsibility will continue to find its peak unpredictably, bottomless.

However, our moral responsibility cannot authorize any other persons to take its totality, though we can delegate to make it lighter. To regard such as worthy of one of this reactions is to ascribe moral responsibility to them on the basis of what they have done or left undone. Thus to be morally responsible for our children, say an action is to be worthy of a particular kind of reaction, praise, blame or something akin to these- for having perform. If what we have done is not enough, at least we have done our best for our responsibility

Philosophical reflection on moral responsibility has a long history. One reason for this persistent interest is the way the topic seems connected with a widely shared conception of ourselves as a member of more importantly distinct class of individual- call them persons. Persons are qualitatively different from those of other known living species, despite their numerous similarities. Many have held that one distinct feature of a persons is their status as morally responsible agents, a status whether their special status is threatened of a certain other claims about our universe are true. If a person is be morally responsible for her behavior if that behavior can be explained solely by reference to physical state of universe and world along a divinely ordained path? Concerns like these have often motivated individuals to the theorized about moral responsibility. We dedicate our lives to our children because we are distinct from other mothers.

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