I don’t really want to be a doctor at start, all I wanted to do was to become like my mother. Juggling her studies, work, and family- and aced all of them. The best student, worker, and mother-of-mine. When I heard her boss told me: “You have a very hardworking mother.” I was close to tears. She was our family’s pride. Despite being very busy, she always had time for me. And all I did was nag to her about how ‘hard’ my days were. She had it worse. She was the definition of independent woman of the century. She was my pride and joy.
Sorry dad =)) You’re awesome too! Dad’s probably the most caring and considerate person on earth. Almost the total opposite of mom. Opposite attracts, I guess. Dad quitted his old job for me. He let mom work instead while he worked on his own business at home. He left his career, his future… For me. He doesn’t really say much, rarely even calls me. But deep down, I know he always worries about me. Those short phone calls prove it. Dad always protects us from everything, despite not saying anything about it. He doesn’t want us to worry about trivial things. He’s awesome. I could never ever ever say these words to them.
They’ll probably laugh at me for being so sentimental, but- I just want them to know that at least this much is true. I’m sorry for being useless, not being able to fulfill all your wishes, after all you’ve done for me. I’m sorry for all the things I’ve said, for all the yelling, screaming, and everything else. I was wrong. I hurt you. I love you, probably more than I will ever love everybody else in this world. Thank you for everything, and I shall continue to strive and that someday, I will be able to make you cry the tears of joy, stay by your side whenever possible, and shower you with love and care.
God, please make my dreams came true. Amen.