i had the chance to talk to my parents yesterday... and i really felt guilty... for saying a lot of things... for thinking that they were against me all along... that i was just being treated as the black sheep in the family...
i was wrong. i felt their fear. i felt their worry. i felt their want to make the right decisions.
i had the chance to really talk to my parents and i felt their parental love and guidance. they want the best for me. that sums up everything. they want me to be happy and have a beautiful life. nothing in this world would make them happier than to see their daughters successful and happy. :) being parents, it's a given that there are certain things they worry about. i'll repeat again... they want the best for me. :)
i guess i'll never fully grasp the concept of 'worrying' as a parent. that's something that i'll come to learn when my turn comes to become a parent. which is like two decades away. hehe :)
i apologize for all the blabbing things i said about mom and dad. i guess now i've realized how hard it is to become a parent, esp. if the kid's someone like me. hehehe :) i know that there are times that they commit mistakes and there are times that they find it hard to tell us to reconsider some of our decisions. but they've done a pretty good job as my parents. and i'm proud of them. i love them so much. :) no one job can be equal to the hardships and patience a parent needs to have. :)
i love my mom and dad so much. :)
so, whoever's reading my entry, do give your parents a pat on the back, a kiss, and a hug. :) they're truly the stars that shine amongst the darkness. :)
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- i am someone who is delusional at times. someone who seeks for attention of others. someone who suffers from middle-child syndrome. someone who sees depression as an inspiration for writing. a poet. an emotional kid. but an optimist at the same time. weird. but true.
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