My family is my priority

I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love’s not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I’ll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time.

- Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Did you know that our family is everything. Yeah.. My family (as yours), especially my mom is a best mom ever that I have. My dad is the best dad ever that I have too. My parents is trully love me, as I do for them. I really blessing at this time because I still have my parents, two of them still alive, health and being together. I thanks a lot to my GOD...

Mom Dad... How can not I love you ??? Do you know, I really really love you. I know that my mom loves me from I in her stomach (dalam kandungan booo). Please forgive me if I have some mistake for you, if I don't hearing your words, if I can not telling some the truth, if I don't usually help you in the kitchen when you cooked (Well, I hate cooking but in the recent time I try to help my mother in the kicthen although it just easily things).

For my Dad, I really love you, I undertanding with your condititon now. I am not shy to be your daughter. I really adore you, dad. Even you in this situation, I still happy with you. I am sorry if I am being a lazy girl (Well, I wake up late everymorning and He is the one who wake me up).

Well,

Here I have a song for me (as for you too, for the kids, for my friends, etc). After you listening this song, I hope you guys know that our parents love us a lot, please understanding, always remember them and treat them well before we lost two of them... Kissing them and hug them after it.

HOW CAN I NOT

by: Jayesslee

when you were a child

I loved you

when you were a child

I called you my son

but the more I called you

the further you went from me

it was I who taught you

taught you to walk your first steps

it was I who taught you

holding you

by your hand

it was i

who healed you

healed all of your

bruises wounds and pain

how can i give you up

how can i hand you over

how can i treat you like

treat you like a sinner

how can i look at you

when you turn against me

compassion is stirring

my love overflowing for you

how can i not love you

i saw you walking in the dessert land

got me thinking

got me wondering

when will he be okay

so i cared for you

i led you

but you forgot me

you forgot me

how can i give you up

how can i hand you over

how can i treat you like

treat you like a sinner

how can i look at you

when you turn against me

compassion is stirring

my love overflowing for you

how can i not love you

when will you understand

when will you see

that i am waiting right here for you

come back again

when will you see

that i am ready

to forgive you

and to care for you

and love you once again

how can i give you up

how can i hand you over

how can i treat you like

treat you like a sinner

how can i look at you

when you turn against me

compassion is stirring

my love overflowing for you

how can i not love you

Regards

- W -