A very first time
I must admit for the very first time I feel sad as my mom is leaving to London tomorrow. Darn, I can’t cry in front of her, that’s not me. I am always seen as the happiest, or to the extreme - most proudful one. I have never shown my tears to my family members since adolescent. How weird and how embarrasing if I would cry in front of my mom.
There are a lot of things which I know I was at fault and regret of why shouldn’t I just keep quiet and listen to her.
I miss her already. Another 9 hrs to be with her until 6-12 months later. I did ask myself why would I feel sad? Because nobody will cook for me? Nobody will do my laundry? Nobody will fold my clothes? Then I don’t need a mom, I need a maid instead.
Okay, I am out with her now for dinner.
Mom, take care and dress warm. (I know you won’t see it, but I love you)
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