**The joy luck club**
What's successful life?
Life with a lots of money?
Life with a lots of fun?
Life with a lots of love?
Life with a lots of educated?
Life with a lots of self-esteem
Life with a lots of dignity
Life with a lots of bla bla bla, ect
Or a little bit of this and that together??
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Mom always blame me that I'm such a wasted-person..lol
"Get, what you did in yourwhole life cant be compare with even a lil bit of what you older sister do`!!" Mom said...
I couldn't got into popular govenment school..(My sister did)
I couldn't got into Mahidol, Chula, Thammasart university..(My sis did)
I couldn't keep my virgin for a one guy who should be my husband..(My sis did!!)
I couldn't help do anything tiny..( My sis did)
I cant collect money, and spent all I have with others people..(My sis did collected)
and much more things I cant mention in words..
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No doubt, I cried cried cried so many times..
Until I grew up and I am now 24 years old..
"mom" said to me one day when I drove her to gave her something I brought from supermarket, those beef for my dogs and a lots of top-up cards for my father.. ( As uaual, I cant collect money, I gave it away)..
"Get, you cant even have anything to called success in life, but I know something from the start. You are my great child.. Ni (My sister) can do whatever you cant do in your life.. But something that always sparkling from your life.. i see it, I feel it.. YOU ALWAYS GRAB A SMALLEST OF WORSE PIECE OF FOOD IN THE DISH..YOU LET OTHERS HAVE A BETTER FOOD THAN YOU AND I SAW EVERYTIME YOU HAPPY TO SEE THAT ON TABLE..EVEN YOU GRAB A WORSE PIECE OF BEEF.. This is my child.. This is my GET and I am pround on you, my dear.. And this is something so special. Your sister dont have it and you are beyond all compare.. I noticed it.. I never told you because I never want you to think that you are better than your sister, I am sorry..my child.. You always come back home with a lots of things of us, your sister and even your dogs.. You never forget it..Buddha bless you...And I do love you my child.. (She cuddled my head)"
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24 years of my life, I never do anything perfect or any good... But can I call this as my successful life? I make my mom proud in me.. This is much more than I expected from my mom...This is successful life I have been waiting for... :-)
All the best for you who spending time reading me...
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