Monday, November 23, 2009

without boundaries

bear with me.. i'm gonna chat about love again.. i guess i am so full of it that i want to share it.. talking about sharing love, i don't intend to elaborate on polygamy, mind you..all i'm thinking of was the conversation my litle boy had with his grandma last night..

i was telling him that gramps bought a nice party-princess dress for edleen's birthday... and he asked me if he's getting any since we are planning for a joint-december-party (side note: i'm not inviting my buddies to the party.. i had a 'massive' one last month, and want to have just 'family only' occasion.. so, no hard feeling, huh..) (another side note: i guess you guys are happy for not getting the invitation as my expectation on the gift would be fisher-price and above..) (more side note: if you guys insists, do text me.. i'll reserved a seat .. it's only gonna be at McD)...hmm.. this is really me.. i wanted to talk about something else, and this whole paragraph has been dragged talking about the party and invites..bla, bla, bla..

back to that conversation between the elder grandson with his grandma.. he was asking her gramp, why didn't he get new clothing as well.. he said he went to KL quite often, visiting his gramps, but why did his cousin got the new dress and he did not?... he end the conversation by 'threatening' his gramp telling he's won't be visiting them in future.. and mind you, he is only four next month, and i swear that does not come from his mum!

my parents, so far, are blessed with three grandkids.. two of mine, and one of my brother's... and they love them the same... i can rest-assured that. they bought expensive dress for edleen, but they also bought motorized bike that cost RM300 for the grandsons.. so, who am i to complaint..

but i wonder.. we, as parents, love our kids, unconditionally.. but i guess, as human being, we tend to forget..don't have to go any further, as this is my fifth posting, i guess, all i talk about is aidan, leaving all the small cute little things that aimar been doing.. so, does that means i love aidan more than aimar? if you asked me, i would definitely say NO.. i love them equally.. without boundaries.. they are both smart in their own ways.. but, sometimes, these small little acts of mine may be mis-interpret..


i always think my mum loves her only son more than both of her girls.. i always think my aunt, momi, loves her model-look-a-like elder daughter and her only son, but love her okay-okay second daughter lesser..(but no doubt kak ita loves aidan more than aimar... don't try to deny that).. reminiscing the small discussion we had back in melaka,i was so mad back then when my other aunt, mum, was telling that my dad wanted to throw a birthday party for edleen in december.. not that i have anything against edleen.. it just that at that moment, i was so busy discussing about aimar's birthday, and these news popped out.. of course i deserved to be mad.. at that instance, i just thought my dad loves edleen more than both my son..

but i guess, we keep forgetting.. the love is always there to be shared, to be given away, to be felt.. we just want any thing that is convinience to us.. if they didn't buy nice things to us, they didn't love us enough.. if he forgot the important dates in our life, he loves us less (..but now, he is smart.. he put in the phone reminders.. technologies..).. if she didn't talk much about them, she forgotten about them.. i guess, we must keep reminding ourself that as long as we called ourselves 'families' (no matter if we share the same DNAs or time made us families), the love is always there, without limits.. once a while, we as families will forget to show them... so, don't afraid to ask for it.. 

1 comment:

  1. it's the human nature that people tend to be greedy - not only material wise but also the greed for love. it's normal for us to be wanting more than what we've been getting. like you said ain, being grateful is the best but sometimes it just slipped off our mind kan? wat can we do...we're just human after all....

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