Woke early because of it's beautiful weather, cool & fresh; a result from a night of rain. :) Felt wasted to sleep it away.
Baked another round of chocolate moist yesterday and had it for breakfast this morning, pairing it with a mug of hot decaf. Heavenly especially on a cool morning like today.
A recent happening in my family led me to some thinking. A cousin, who performed extremely well academically thru her PMR & SPM decided to dropout from college, moved out from her parents', date & live in with an ill mannered-tattoo filled-hairstylist who happens to be a decade older than her. And now, barely 6 months living together, got herself knocked up and her parents refused to acknowledge her. :(
I thought scenario like this usually stereotyped to people like me - lots of freedom, broken family, hanged out with street urchins terrorizing the neighbourhood, bad influence from peers. At least that's what my aunties & uncles always whispering behind my back. That, I will eventually get knocked up and married. They are right to a certain extend, only 20 years late. Ha! Hehehehe...
It is sad when parents choose not to acknowledge their child out of disappointment. Did they ever wonder how the disappointments came about? Their own expectation perhaps? I am not sure if I am right, I am, afterall, theoretically still not a parent yet, that, a child has a mind of it's own. They are not a robot to fulfill our dreams or hope.
I don't deny the insensibility on my cousin's side, she should have known better. But she is young & beautiful too, seeing things in a younger perspective, thirsty of life experiences rather than being constantly reminded of her obligations to her family or the disappointments which she has caused her parents. Come to a point, I would too give up and just do whatever I like cause no matter what I did, it will still be a disappointment cause I am not doing what my parents want me to. You get what I mean?
I believe our duty as parents, are merely just to guide our children on a journey of their own, lead them from wrong to right, support them when we are needed, filled them with love. They are not our insurance to better life or better retirement. That, on the other hand, is our own journey to fulfill.
And now, I just hope her parents could accept her as she is, support & love her in anyway they could and that she still have a home to go back to.
