Walking into my parents' house yesterday for the first time in days after being dealt a hard blow of rejection, trying to hold the tears in, my mum saw me and her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "Ah ahn, you're looking fine o!" She said. I rolled my eyes and looked away. "Hmmm" she came closer to me to get a better look, lifting my chin up with her fingers. "You're looking very fine. Ha! I am happy to see you like this o! What is the secret?" She laughed. Indeed she was happy. I smiled politely, tiredly walking away. I thought she was just exaggerating things for reasons best known to her.
But an hour later when my dad walked in and saw me and bared his 32 teeth in a grin, I couldn't help wondering what that was about. Especially as he just kept grinning and looking at me. "What?" I asked, nearly alarmed.
"Nothing... You just look particularly thrilling this night... Very... resplendent" he said, smiling cheerily.
My heart at that point melted in gratitude, in appreciation for my parents. I walked to the mirror and saw my face; pale and drawn, my eyes, tired from trying to hold in tears. And were those lines I was seeing? My waistline wider than I thought it should be. My hair; old and overdue for a change. My entire appearance, just off...
And I couldn't help but think; ARE MY PARENTS STONED?
This post isn't about rejection or pain but gratitude. I have felt so full of thanks since yesterday for the kind of parents I have. My parents love me to the point of distraction, but that's alright, they are my parents after all! But when your parents look at you and tell you things that you're looking beautiful, you look particularly thrilling, you look resplendent... then they're superheroes!
This morning I woke up and my mum already had my breakfast made, neatly tucked away in the microwave. I must remember to either give it away somehow before she returns home, I still can't push any food down, the last thing I want is her asking what's wrong... A few hours after I woke up, daddy came to talk to me. About nothing in particular, he said. I just want to talk to you, we've not talked in a while, he said. I smiled but quietly slunk away. Their kindness was threatening to break open those steel floodgates held by thread, I can't have them see me cry... Happiness is a rare luxury in these times and I don't want to taint theirs with my cloudiness.
But at this moment I'd like to take the time to thank God for parents who call me everyday just to check up on me, parents who tell me they love me and believe in me, parents who have never for a second asked "When are you getting married" but instead would go to any lengths to ensure that I'm insanely happy, parents who tell me "Yours will surely come and it will be better than you ever imagined", parents who not only love me but express that love in many beautiful ways.
I don't know what I would have done without those two. I'm not the best of daughters, I probably haven't lived up to their expectations... But their love for me continues to grow in leaps and bounds.
Today, I'm grateful for my parents.
Guys, I know life is never perfect but there's a lot to be grateful for. Share with me those people and those things you feel most grateful for right now.