I believe that no matter how far we are from each other, whether it’s another city, or country or even if I live in the other world, we’ll meet again, eventually
Ratih Amandhita
There must be a reason why we met and why those feelings grow. Maybe we can't see it today, not yesterday, not last week, last month, last year or many years ago, but maybe someday. And when that someday comes, I hope we wouldn't miss it. Until that day, we can only hold on to the memories and keep on believing. Those are the only things that we have now.
P.S. Well written, Rat. Source
So much has happened in the last few weeks, but, maybe there's only one thing that I'm concerned about. It is something that my sociology teacher told me 4 years ago in a classroom, during one of those boring meetings because I was never into sociology and stuffs. He told us about one kind of love that we will never understand until someday we will be old enough to feel it. He said it's a love between children and their parent. He said we will never understand what it's like until we will be old enough to get married, to have sex, to reproduce and finally to raise a kid. He said when we have it, we will do anything--ANYTHING--for our children just so that they would be happy, and so they won't be hungry, and so that they would be able to pursue their dreams. Someday we would do the things we hate because we love our children just to make things happen for them. And then he told us a story that if there ever was a fire burning his house, he honestly would save his kids rather than his wife. That's just how much he loves his children--and how much parents in general love their children. Yesterday I saw my favorite TV series One Tree Hill where there's a college professor who lied and committed a crime that was actually his son's. When asked why he would lie about it that he quit his job and everything, he said "Because he's my son. That's what we do to our son." So that's enough reason to learn that parents can never been objective about their children unless they never really love them from the first place. Now I know why my mom and dad never look at her the way I see her. Because I don't understand. I don't understand the love they feel towards her, and I will never understand how much they love her until someday I will have my own daughter and raise her. Functional parents, no matter how many times you break their hearts and doesn't matter how bad you've crushed them, they will still love you the same, and still fight for whatever will make you happy. No matter how much you turned your back on them, they will always give you a second, or maybe third and fourth chance.If you can't be happy with what they can earn for you, it's really not their fault because they tried, so maybe you should try to be happy for them too. And just because they will give you another chance, and they will reshape their broken hearts, that doesn't mean you can blow the first chance and break hearts just that easily. Today we don't understand how sad it is to be hurt by our children; don't learn this the hard way.
