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Sunday, January 01, 2006

Family tie

I think in 26 years of my life I had never sat down and chit chat with my mom for more than 5 times... how sad isn't it. And life in the family had been going well for many years now. Well, of course that doesn't mean that are always quarrels this and that...but mostly quiet, because we don't communicate that often. So less talk equal less disagreement. And it always had been like this, and this is how I was brought up without much interference from my parents too. And so I grew out making many decisions on my own and depend mainly upon myself when I am met with any problems in life. I started going church recently cause of some encouragement from one of my classmate (hereby I thank you Yanlin,if you are reading this =P). The reason behind is because I wanna change my life and hopefully makes it better. I was hesitance to actually let my mom know about this, because I confirm she definitely will not be happy about it. The fact is, not only I want to make myself better I want my family to be a happier family too. So on my way home, I told myself that I must tell her about this (hoping to get support for what I am doing) so that there is at least some communication go on. Of course, if I want to make my family a happier one I had to make this big step that is to sit down and chit chat with her. But as you always know, thinking is always so much easier to actually carrying out the thoughts right. So as you should have guessed correctly, anyone who had so much thoughts in mind on the train, when it comes to the critical moment it always failed to be carried out haha. But I must say that I almost failed, but didn’t ;) I began to have the conversation after my mom started telling me about some insurance stuffs about my father. So I make use of the opportunity to tell her what I had been going recently, of course, she was disgusted when I spell the word church in teochew. Of course I made her listen…briefing summarise my 26 years in a few mins. And we talk, and talk…we talk about my brothers, my sisters, exercise, dad…aunts…my philosophy in life etc. In the end, I think we talked about more than an hour. I believe she was happy having me talking to her, she cried at some parts of the conversation and I guess that would had made her feel better that at least someone else close to her know about her problem a little more. I want to change things at home, and I hope what I did today will change everyone life in my family in days to come.

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