Parents

I think nothing is as great as  a parent's love towards his or her children [based on my limited experiences and circumstances]. What braved me to pursue what I want to do after graduating from my degree stems from my mother's support for me. She wants me to do what I want so long as it is honest work, I work hard for it and it makes me happy. I know whatever happens, and that my choice could end up being a mistake, at least I know my mother will be there to support me when I fall. Come what may, I always have a home to go to.

"Great" is an understatement to describe the love of the parents I know. They care for their children so deeply, they are willing to do anything for them. My father was willing to do anything to secure our future. In contrast to my mother, my father had been out there working his ass off for 28 years as a banker. He knew how hard life could be and how harsh other people could treat us. I believe, to some certain extent, he worried a lot on whether we, his children, could survive it out there or not. More than anything, he wanted us to be successful. Unlike the feelings I have with my mother, I did not feel as if I could afford to commit a mistake if my father is still around. I would not have the courage to take risk. Even though he respects and listens and try to oblige to our opinions, it is his opinion we would end up adhering to because.... whether we like it or not, he is always, though not all the time, right.

But I am sure, if I had the time to tell him about my dreams, he'd be giving me the same advice he had given his children. "Work hard, be committed, be disciplined." And though he might not say it out loud, he was the one who would first embrace me and catch me if I fall. He would be the one who would comfort me and tell me that I am stronger than this because I am his daughter. He would say everything is going to be alright. He would tell me to try again. And that our family home would always accept me for who I am.