Parents

I believe after a certain age, it's a blessing to be able to see your parents everyday. I actually never wished for it or thought of it while I was away studying, working or busy being married. 

Now, when I take life at the pace I want it, it's an overwhelming completeness to have them beside me. As a child, I was never too close to them, though being Papa's pet was an enviable advantage. But I had my brother and he was all the love and fun I needed. 

Now, years later, I see each lock of their hair turning grey and their frame becoming smaller. I fear time's running out and there'd be a point when I won't see them ever, again. So I frantically make amends gift wrapping my time and money, and lacing it with love. 

And as I start thinking about stepping into parenthood, I realize the strength and love they've passed onto me so subtly. And yet, as a pampered child, I want them around when I have a baby, so I can be sure, they'll turn out right, just the way we did. The way, we instinctively know, love and respect life. 

One response to “Parents

  1. That so reverberated the thoughts is my head. Well written!

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From the joys of singledom to the exploration of marriagedom, I've travelled some blog time. Mylo, used often in this blog is the pseudonym for My Love, my husband. Wide-eyed, brilliantly unintelligible, pillar of humourous support, and heartbreakingly romantic, he and I make life worth living for each other. Today, I mostly write about our misadventures, life, and anything that's more to it!