Sweet Hours this evening

I had a very good moment with mom this evening.

She prepared me my favourite dishes, called me when I was on my way back.

When I was a teenager, I used to fight with her, talked back to her, slammed my bedroom door whenever she yelled at me...

I always thought mom was too harsh on me or she never understood me.

As I grew up, I learnt to communicate with her. Though there were times we disagree on certain issues of life, I chose to keep quiet. I remember once we disagreed on an important issue, I found myself so rejected and misunderstood, I stopped my car and left her in the restaurant with family, I dashed off and never went home again.

When I was on my way back to KL, my eyes filled with tears. I counted my blessings in my life.

I was mom's youngest kid, I used to get lots of attention from her. I was the apple of her eyes. She was so proud of my academic study, my performances on stage, my speeches in public event as a kid. She lost her focus when our family went through a crisis, she was under great stress and difficulty; that was the time we couldn't communicate anymore.

It took me months/years to go back and see her. She finally accepts me as who I am and reaches out to me.

I am touched. I wanna love her and dad more and more....