and also my late grandpa,lovely grandma,all aunties as well, i truly love u all.
"Have you ever watched your parents while they asleep?Your father's body,once big and strong but now,the big is withered and the strong is weaker.Wisps of grey peek out fron his hair,wrinkles now "scar" his forehead and face.
"This man works hard everyday and would sacrifice anything to makesure his family is provided for and his children get the best education possible.
"Or how about your mother,whose soft hands once cuddled and held you close when you were a baby?Now,those hands are dry and rough,bearing evidence of the challenges she faced just for us.This woman take cares of our daily needs,constantly nagging and scolding us because of her love for us.But sadly,we often miscontrue her love as control and unfairness."
Just looking at my mother walk tells me that her legs are not as strong as they were before.Or hearing her ask me for help with that flowerpot in the garden,the one she used to be able to push and drag around the garden without my help.
Or watching my dad lift a 10 kg bag of rice.I can easily carry that bag now.I am young.But to him,its a struggle.
What do all these observations tell me?Yes,my parents have aged.They are ageing,just as i am ageing.But as i age towards my best years and become stronger,they in turn are becoming weaker.They were once the caregivers and I the receiver.In time,i know our roles will reverse.Like it or not,want it to or not,this is life.
I suppose I have always subconsciously thought that my parents would always be with me,never growing old..but,bear in mind.we have to understand that they are not immortal.That they,too,will one day leave the world and me.Until then,I will make good use of our time together.
Appreciate what u have now.It will not last.
"This man works hard everyday and would sacrifice anything to makesure his family is provided for and his children get the best education possible.
"Or how about your mother,whose soft hands once cuddled and held you close when you were a baby?Now,those hands are dry and rough,bearing evidence of the challenges she faced just for us.This woman take cares of our daily needs,constantly nagging and scolding us because of her love for us.But sadly,we often miscontrue her love as control and unfairness."
Just looking at my mother walk tells me that her legs are not as strong as they were before.Or hearing her ask me for help with that flowerpot in the garden,the one she used to be able to push and drag around the garden without my help.
Or watching my dad lift a 10 kg bag of rice.I can easily carry that bag now.I am young.But to him,its a struggle.
What do all these observations tell me?Yes,my parents have aged.They are ageing,just as i am ageing.But as i age towards my best years and become stronger,they in turn are becoming weaker.They were once the caregivers and I the receiver.In time,i know our roles will reverse.Like it or not,want it to or not,this is life.
I suppose I have always subconsciously thought that my parents would always be with me,never growing old..but,bear in mind.we have to understand that they are not immortal.That they,too,will one day leave the world and me.Until then,I will make good use of our time together.
Appreciate what u have now.It will not last.
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