I cannot adequately articulate my deep and dearest love and appreciation for the all the things you two have done for me. I remember the dark nights I've had, troubling times with myself alone. I remember your frustrations, for your inability to comfort and ease my aching soul. I know you two constantly worry for me and hold me the closest out of the three, though you two won't admit to favoritism.
I remember my childhood full of curiosity, questions after questions I would ask you two and thanks to your patient, thorough answers, I become the passionate learner I am today.
I remember exploring museums with you, Dad, as you constantly quiz me and joke with me. You challenge my beliefs and knowledge ever since I could talk. And even now, you challenge me to push me beyond my comfort zones, from daily responsibilities, to making me question art and philosophies. You inspired me to not settle for the given answer. You inspired me to quench for more knowledge. You inspired me to become better.
Mom, I see you sometimes in bed, restless and awake. I know you repeatedly have worrisome thoughts about me. I watch you scrunch up your eyebrows when you see me in pain and I watch the color leave your face when I'm sick. I know that you have already hosed to place my life in higher priority over yours. I cannot imagine what it is to be a mother and have the burden and the aching of watching a child grow, with self conflicts of longing when they leave and worrying that they might not mature.
My dear parents, I am forever indebted to you two. I think the only way to repay you two is to treat you two as best I could until you two leave from old age and use your teachings and nourishment to better myself and society, to push for something more and not stop until I have done my best.
Thank you and my unconditional love for you two will never die.
Forever your daughter,
Olivia So
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