Thursday, March 30, 2006
I could not ask for more...You know... sometimes we don't realize how much we love something or someone until we lose it. Or sometimes we do realize how much we love that person, but we prefer to keep it inside and not say a word. There are all sorts of reasons, all sorts of excuses... it all doesn't matter because the one you love, doesn't know that they're loved.
But still, is it possible to ensure your actions show how much you love that person, and that person will know it without the word 'I love you' being uttered once?
A lot of us have a hate/love relationship with our parents. If you were to ask my opinions last year about what I thought about my parents, I'd probably shrug at the words 'I love them' and then go off complaining about how much they hated me and they never really understood me.
But lately, especially this week, I realize that they do love me. And they didn't even need to say those words for me to make me realize this.
Actually, what made me realize this was that I got into trouble quite a number of times this week. One was me spoiling the computer again. My dad could've screamed at me, could've grounded me, could've done anything to make my life miserable because I deserve it for spoiling the computer and it was so obvious it was my fault.
But my father didn't say a word. And as my mom complained about my clumsiness, my dad merely pushed it away and said that he'll bring it to be fixed the next day.
Yesterday, I was supposed to attend a meeting with my BEC members. But we were out in KL and lost track of time, and when I remembered I was horrified. I promised my BEC members that I'd come but I didn't... My dad shouted at me a little, but then kept quiet.
I sat in my room, feeling really guilty when my dad knocked on my door. He then handed me a box. I opened the box and to my surprise... it was an mp3 player. "What's this?" I asked my dad as he turned to enter his room.
"It's yours. Early birthday present."
It's obvious that my birthday is nowhere near. And I was just in shock over what my dad had just done. He gave me an mp3 player... He gave me an mp3 player even though it's so obvious I don't deserve it... And then it struck me as I sat back on my bed. My dad loves me... despite of my faults, despite that I'm practically draining every penny out of him... he really loves me.
You know, I'd probably never be able to repay my parents for all that they've done for me. But maybe I could try to improve who I am and ensure that I live my life well and to be able to support my ageing parents. I may not be able to reapy my parents, but the most I can do is make them proud for bringing me into this world.
So it is true when they say action can speak louder than words. Still, it never hurts to tell the people you love how you feel. After all, they could be as blur as me... so many years of being with my parents, and only now I realize that they love me and didn't need to say it.
Take care and God bless! |
