Exclusive. Or Inclusive. (Monday, August 25, 2014 / 4:26 PM)
Family.
Family, the basic unit of a society.
Or so, everyone says.
I overheard a conversation on the train, saying how this child would be a lot better, only if he/she had the support of the family.
Love, from your own family.
I guess in a way, it shapes your life a lot more than what I expected.
Just a few days back, while having a family dinner, my mother's smile (towards me) reminded me of so much love. And I had a flashback of it.. Just like how she always smiled at me when I was younger. Looking back now, I realised how all of us (my brothers and I) have grown so much, and through our growing up, our parents have also aged. Yet, though we grow, we would always be like "little kids" to them. Not because they don't trust us, but because of how precious we are to them. I would never forget all the many precious moments I had with my family while I was younger. And though not all of it are pleasant, I am thankful for all that I've had. Memories of three of us playing until El got a deep cut above his eyebrow. Or Ax combing my hair until the comb got stuck and my hair had to be chopped off. Or even the quarrels between my parents.. At my old house, El and I would sit at the gate and swing our legs outside, waiting for mama to come home. Things were still going really well. Eventually, due to issues at my school, my mum had to quit her job to make sure I go to school. And she would go to daddy's office after I went to school. Time spent with her before I went to school were the best and I remember I'm always crying whenever I had to leave my mum and get on the school bus. There was once, she even had to dragged me up. The love of a mother, far exceeds what I can think of, or expect.
Honestly, I don't know what went wrong, but despite everything that happened, I'm still glad. There are things that could be better. But there's also issues that could go far worse. Exclusive or not, this feeling isn't exactly going away. Maybe, its hard for people to ever understand what you're going through. Nevertheless, family, is still family.. We may not have it all together, but together, we have it all. Just like branches on a tree, we all grow in different directions, yet our root remains as one.
♥
