When spending time with your parents seems like too much effort; remember one day all you have is the memories.
They won’t be here forever
Life doesn’t always give us the opportunity to set things right before it gets too late; I hope you realize that before things get late.
I never experienced the love of having a parent; they touched me where it hurt most and I continued pushing them away.
We were a perfect small family but not for long until dad started cheating on mom. I was just ten years when I saw my family falling apart.
It didn’t take long before mom ran away with her rich politician boyfriend; dad didn’t care either he stopped coming home too.
It was just I and my little sister against the world; I can remember many times I called my mom‚ begged her to come back but she was having none of it.
She chose her new husband over us and many times I wrote to her she never replied to any of my emails. Some part of me looted them and some part wished things were different.
It has been ten years already when her calls started coming up; she begged me to come over to her husband’s house‚ I didn’t give her a listening ear and practically acted like she was no one to me.
I always deleted her emails without reading them; after a few months I saw her again‚ but it was her corpse.
I got to know she died of cervix cancer; I felt angry for not giving her a chance to see us once more.
I regretted my actions and all the memories we ever had together rushed in and I was looking at them.
I hated myself for not spending her last moments with her; I forgave my dad and decided to be with him when I still can.