Fam ily

Today something bad happened to me, anyway, it's regarding my money. Thinking about it, made me sad, because I just lost an amount of money! I mean it's not much, but it's alot too, but still, it's my savings money..............

As my heart is crushed like a million pieces of abstract crushed mirror, something came up to me. It reminded me of when once upon a time, my father gave me our monthly salary money, and at that time I was in middle school I guess, so anyway, it was alot of money, so I was thrilled! I was keeping it safe in my purse, and went out with some friends. And when i came home, I lost the purse, with the money in it! I was so crushed, I was scared to death! In my mind, was my little imagination of my dad being the judge and sentenced me, the accused to death. I was pale. I shrunk when I heard my mom said his name that night. So I told my mom, hoping that she would get angry, but she didn't. Which made me feel more of the guilt I felt before. So she asked me to tell my father the truth. Tell him what happen. I don't want too! I'm scared!

The next day, I was too scared that I can feel his aura as his coming to visit us. Oh my god, what am I to do.?! So there he was, sitting on the floor at the front door, taking off his shoes. Then he said, so, what do you want to tell me?! As if he knows!! I was like, erhh. Bapak, I'm sorry, I lost the money you gave me, please don't be mad. And so I was dissapointed by my dreams and imaginations. My father didn't even grin at me, he was cool( that was surprising, since he's very ferocious ) and said, okay, be careful next time. I trust you okay? and handed over a cheque for us.

Now, thinking of that time, I don't remember how I felt. But I think I was super relieved. Ofcourse! I mean maybe my memory only wanted to remind me of that, reminded me of the sacrifice, Forgive, Let go, and solving the problem. Instead of making it a big issue.

Family, maybe it's sacrificing yourself for the sake of others. You work hard, to earn something to support your family, to make it better. Make it happier. You give everything you have, and share things you love the most. Sometimes, you would do things you don't even want to when it comes to them.

So much sacrifice, so much giving, so much responsibility.
So much? How can you cope with that?
so how can you live your dreams then?
Do you sacrifice them too? Why?
Why can't you just live how you want it to be?
Why is it that you have to be responsible for everything?
Why is it that you are the one who always do things?
Why isn't this about me? Why? Why? Why?
If I were to write down all the question, it'll take me almost my lifetime.
I don't have that much of a time!

But why you ask me?

Because we're family, and families stay together, be there for each other, and accept each other no matter how annoying or how stupid or how selfish you can be. No matter what happens, you KNOW that they would always be there for you. Just waiting to be called.

What more do you want, if you already have this?