Misunderstood. Who loves that? Nobody.. everyone hates to be misunderstood.. and how many times have I seen situations that pple are being misunderstood? How many times have I seen my friends upset by situations caused by miscommunication just because you think someone thinks like that, or you thought someone said this..? But do we really care enough to work it out? Or do we just let our pride take over.. and say it wouldnt make a difference.. he/she couldn’t care less.. and just let it be?
Mom has been a distant relative to me for as long as I can remember.. the last conversation I remember having with her was asking her abt having a bday party at mcdonalds.. pleading as a little gal.. and of course the answer was no. I didn’t know why cos I never asked.. perhaps for financial reasons? Guess I’ll never know if I don’t ask.. soon after that, Melvin was born into this world and naturally all the attention showered on the little one.. perhaps its our asian culture? Perhaps it’s the way mom was brought up? I jus simply couldn’t understand.. why couldn’t she just show me a little more attention? It didn’t help that I didn’t know I had to take care of lil brother cos I’m the big sister now.. I destested my mom for the longest time I could remember.. she did things that really hurt me a lot.. but I think my rebellion caused her a lot of hurt as well.. its been 19 yrs. Slowly.. I began to see.. that mom loves me.. God showed me..
Mom works hard to provide for the family.. she buys roti boy for us.. she irons our clothes, clean our rooms.. today.. mom gave me a small umbrella.. jus cos I lamented that I hated to carry umbrellas around.. it meant a lot.. cos it touched my heart.. I’ve avoided her for the longest time ever.. and trust me.. it’s a very awkward feeling.. I rebelled by bringing in a cat 2yrs ago... even after Dad No and mom is sensitive to cats.. but I adopted them anyway cos of my ex back then.... and who would have guessed.. Mom loves my cat now.. a lot.. and so affectionately calls him Fatsy.. things that we have made bad.. God can turn it good..
Nothing is impossible with You God. Thank you.
Grace is when you don’t deserve it.. but you still get it.
Now its my turn.. to take care of my parents, others.. to show them love.. cos God has showed me His love.
Mom has been a distant relative to me for as long as I can remember.. the last conversation I remember having with her was asking her abt having a bday party at mcdonalds.. pleading as a little gal.. and of course the answer was no. I didn’t know why cos I never asked.. perhaps for financial reasons? Guess I’ll never know if I don’t ask.. soon after that, Melvin was born into this world and naturally all the attention showered on the little one.. perhaps its our asian culture? Perhaps it’s the way mom was brought up? I jus simply couldn’t understand.. why couldn’t she just show me a little more attention? It didn’t help that I didn’t know I had to take care of lil brother cos I’m the big sister now.. I destested my mom for the longest time I could remember.. she did things that really hurt me a lot.. but I think my rebellion caused her a lot of hurt as well.. its been 19 yrs. Slowly.. I began to see.. that mom loves me.. God showed me..
Mom works hard to provide for the family.. she buys roti boy for us.. she irons our clothes, clean our rooms.. today.. mom gave me a small umbrella.. jus cos I lamented that I hated to carry umbrellas around.. it meant a lot.. cos it touched my heart.. I’ve avoided her for the longest time ever.. and trust me.. it’s a very awkward feeling.. I rebelled by bringing in a cat 2yrs ago... even after Dad No and mom is sensitive to cats.. but I adopted them anyway cos of my ex back then.... and who would have guessed.. Mom loves my cat now.. a lot.. and so affectionately calls him Fatsy.. things that we have made bad.. God can turn it good..
Nothing is impossible with You God. Thank you.
Grace is when you don’t deserve it.. but you still get it.
Now its my turn.. to take care of my parents, others.. to show them love.. cos God has showed me His love.
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