Their, Our Limited Ages
This day I had a long chat with my mother. Actually I wanted to do my assignment (despite the procrastination
), and almost said that I was busy just to halt the chat. But suddenly this thought came into my mind.
As merely human being, we all have limited ages (well our technology hasn’t been able to make us live eternally, but if even so, I don’t want to…sorry OOT). That means we only have limited time to physically meet our parents.
And then I thought about my friend here, whose mother has passed away years ago when he was still a kid. Certainly he won’t have the experience like me, chatting with his mother.
And then I thought that my parents had already done many things for me, even supporting me before and after I am in new place. So why not gave a little time for them? Maybe she was worried about me? Maybe she wanted to know many things about this place?
(I remember that there is a book author wrote in his book that he thanked his parents just for the same reason as how he was thankful to Adam and Eve. I forget who. Does that mean he only thanks his parents for giving birth for him? If so, of course I disagree with him. Our parents have supported us in many other ways…although some parents don’t)
I don’t want to lose this chance in vain, so I just continued the chat until it was enough for her.
(Homesick already? Bah…)
(BTW it’s raining outside)
(Short post, get back to work…)




