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Saturday, February 25, 2012


I think I'll never stop marveling at my parents.

Time and time again, they really do surprise me, yes, even after close to 22 years!

From the nice things they do like play games with each other, helping each other with their chores and all. I guess the latter is kinda expected of couples, but it's just how they do it.

Recently, my mum was involved in Divine Mercy's Parish Mission. It's a project where she has to coordinate a group of volunteers and find out who are the catholic families living in about 20 blocks around my neighbourhood. As group leader, she had to source for volunteers, drivers, guides and even walk door-to-door to interact with the catholic families and arrange dates for them to meet the priests. She just drags my dad along.

After compiling all the census data, she had to input it in excel sheets, and she's one person that only knows how to play games and watch dramas on the com. So she outsourced it to my dad. He just sat down the whole day, doing it one by one. My mum would pop by and nag at his typos, nag at how he doesn't space things, about additional columns that are useless, she just nags. But my dad, who's doing this just for her, would go on. He'll get a little annoyed, he'll frown a little, maybe even tell her to go and watch tv and just let him do it, but that all said, he'll continue doing it just for her.

I've seen my parents argue, I've seen them quarrel... it's normal. But over the years, I've seen so much more love between them than anything else. They aren't the typical american parents on TV who would give each other a peck on the cheek before leaving for work or anything, but it's through the simple things of helping, being there and even friendly jibes/comments.

I do get jealous. Haha, yes, I'm jealous of the love my parents have found. To go through everything all these years, and still be in love with each other in their own unique way. They still go for marketing dates in the morning, shopping trips in the afternoon, and recently, involved in church activities together.

Looking at the world around me. Break-ups, divorces, cheating and all, it's comforting to know that I've a wonderful example of being in love right at home. (:


Mumbled @ {1:39 PM}
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