"Hands built house but heart built home"
I don't grow up in a perfect house, but i grow up with parents who tried to make everything possible in every way for me. I don't get what i want all the time coming from a small income family but i'm grateful for everything they have given me - a place call home. I have bad times and good times with them and in the end only the good one counts and the bad ones help me to grow. I tried to take care of them now instead of them taking care of me. Is my time to provide them with things they were unable to provide me with. They have tried their best to take care of me and now is my turn. Despite quarrels and misunderstanding, all i know, they just want the best for me. No matter what happens, in the end of the day, they will be the only one that truly stood by my side through all the ups and downs.
nicely said...love the way your mum pack everything nicely in a cute way,and your dad with his vintage car drive, together they will pass the stuff u asked to me so that i can pass to their one and only daughter.priceless.
ReplyDeletebut dont put all the burden on yourself,always share whatever problems u have,if necessary share with them.
lol, yea thanks for sending all the stuffs to me. They are great. Not all the time they could understand me, telling them at times cause them more headaches. Is complicated. I share good stuff with them ;)
ReplyDeleteerm.somethings are better left unsaid huh?then again dont put burden solely on you.share things around.;]...well u can always blog,bt dont blog details.scared ur parents will hear it frm public.lol.your blog traffic is geting higher summore
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