Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Being Parent

A melancholy feeling struck me as I watched my 5 year old son get down from the car and walked through the school gate. Everything happened too fast. It's like yesterday that I held his little frame "single handedly" and now he is attending pre-school. How I miss that little baby of mine. I guess that's how my mother felt then and now. All children are their mummies' babies no matter at what age.

Many people among us shown too little affection to their parents, not because they don't love their parents but because of the culture. I had an uncle who always yelled at my cousins when they were young. Being an outsider, I can see that he loves them a lot. He just use the wrong way to express himself. As for my cousins who were constantly yelled at, they kept a distance from their father and they left home one after another as they grew older. They love their father but they keep a distance. Both father and child felt the loneliness inside. Both hunger for a kind word or a loving smile but both too proud or too timid to make the first move to break the thick wall between. It is not easy to change the believes of a 60 year old man but I'm sure they enjoy a loving hug from their children. If we can hug our 5 year old, we can also hug our 60 year old parents. They too need the attention and affection.

Every family cultivates their own culture but most parents are the same, they love their children more than anything else. If you do not have the memory of the last time you were kissed or hugged by your parents, maybe it's about time you make the first move to rebuild that sweet memory. The next time you see your parents, give them a big tight hug, rub their back gently and give them a kiss on their cheek. You both deserve that :)

As for me, I do not want to miss the precious time I can have with my son. I love to see him smile, hear his laughter and listen to his stories. I too love to see my parents happy faces and proud smiles. I want to race with time to create many happy moments with my family.

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