perspective

thirty seven years ago, these two people gave me life. they fed me, sheltered me, worried about me, scolded me, protected me...loved me. not much has changed today. but as each year passes, i find myself worrying more about them, their future, their health, their general happiness. and as much as i feel guilty about having less time for them (this actually started when i was a teenager), i also feel the tug of my own life calling me, leaving me with a sense of urgency from both sides that sometimes overwhelms me.

besides this and more importantly, i have grown to appreciate them so much. as i watch them age before my eyes, they are seeing me mature (hopefully), perhaps having the same anxieties i have about them. and somewhere in time, we have come to understand each other better; that there is more that we can share and enjoy together.

and oh, i dont dread turning a year older anymore. in the past, i viewed growing older as time running out on me. but now, i find that i have a lot to look forward to. i guess you can say it was just a simple change in perspective. :)

anyway, a big hug to my parents (and step parent :).