Recently, it was my dad's 49th birthday, he joked about how it seem like as we grow older, the cake somehow gets smaller! I am not a cake lover, not so much of sweet things. Okay, maybe sometimes, I will tend to crave a slice of cake, but I definitely do not classify myself having a sweet tooth.
I bought him a brownie for his birthday and it is still lying in the fridge, told you we are not into sweet treats that much. As I grow older, I tend to miss out the fact that my parents are getting older too. As I am too busy working and sorting my life out, my parents are still doing the same thing. I hope I have been a good daughter in their eyes. I hope that I can help them and assist them in any way that they need me to. I hope that I can be as independent as I can be, figuring things out on my own and not to always having to rely on them that much when I need something. Lastly, I hope to be able to be as successful and patient as they are with me and my siblings in future, hoping that I can return their kindness by taking care of them, like how they took care of me. Okay, might have gotten teary-eyed for a moment there.
Writing about this is making me miss a little bit of my school life. Let's face it, I am not a fun person by myself. I am more awkward in a big group of people. I am a quiet person unless I am close to you. I miss my friends from school. When you start to work, you get to see less of them and more of work. So meeting them once in a while means the world to you because it is sweet to squeeze in a little bit of catch-up time from time to time.
So, you're in your twenties. Relatives are asking about work, or whether you have any intentions of furthering your studies. So, as for me, I say no. So here comes a bit of lecture, not from my parents, but my relatives of how higher education is important. Yeah well, so is money too. Haha? Anyway, I have made my mind up to just work, help my parents and get married. Haha.. Sounds like a pretty good plan to me.
I am just so very thankful that I have my lovely parents to help me and guide me in every way that they can, though at times, they expect me to be independent in settling my own things, that has helped me in a way that I don't have rely on them a lot. I am sorry if I was defiant in my younger days (okay, maybe I still am now, but that's different, I know how to take care of myself more now, hehe), throwing tantrums and all. Now that I am older, I understand that how you raised me up, will shape how I am. Thank you ibu and ayah for being my pillar of strength whenever I need it. I love you both so very dearly!
Till then,
XOXO
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