Yesterday I went through some old photos and videos of a
trip to Taiwan my family took a few years back. It was really the only “big
trip” my family’s been on so far, the rest being to various parts of Malaysia. These
photos were mostly taken by my father, who I guess, at that point was quite
excited about his new iPhone. Long story short, I found that I could see past
whatever beef I had against him to realise that he loves his family and wants
nothing but the best for us. However bad this sounds, I guess I hadn’t really
internalised that before. I won’t deny that seeing all the genuine smiles on
his face kinda moved me (*gasp* I have feelings). Despite all the complaints and nonsense he had to deal with from me and my brother, he still tried hard to smile and love us. They say a mother's love is the greatest of all, but a father's love is a pretty close second.
So, dear future me, please don’t forget to love your family, whoever they become.
