My favorite memory with my parents is that time when I broke up with my boyfriend. Perhaps you think that this story is out of topic. No, it's not. As an introvert girl, I never told my parents about my problems. I just thought they couldn't help me at all. And I was too old to share my trouble with them(I was 21yo at that time). But when I broke up I couldn't think of anything except calling my dad asap. At his first hello, my tears burst out. I was crying like a child. "Daddy, I broke up. Why is it so hurt?" My dad just listened to me in silence. I know that there was my mom too. They told me nothing but I knew they were there. When I stopped crying, my dad told me this: "keep calm baby, you still have me, you still have us. We love you so much. It's enough, right?"
I didn't answer that question. But my heart said, yes dad, that's more than enough.Rabu, 10 Juni 2015
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