A year-old orphan
Eight years after my dad died, another pillar of my life was taken away from me. The best friend, teacher, and mother had passed away a year ago.
Apart from the closeness I had with my dad, the bond I had with my mother was incomparable. No words can measure how much close we were. She was my greatest teacher. She taught me a lot of things and the greatest was learning to love others unconditionally.
My dad taught me how to be self-reliant and responsible while my mom taught me how to do chores to live by. Being the youngest, more often than not, I used to bum around. But while growing up, both of my parents had been patient in teaching me how to live independently. They prepared me and undergone a sort of training before I was sent to college. Part of my training was to learn how to cook. They said that it is important for me to learn cooking for my own good. There had been a lot of cases where I burnt the food I was cooking. It was tough, but I didn’t give up. Eventually, I mastered the art of cooking. Now, I am proud to say that what they taught me, it may not be a material thing but I live by it in everyday of my life.
I am now one-year old orphan. It is sad to live all by myself. But my parents’ inheritance is more than a million worth of lessons that I’d learned.
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Mon, 14th Jul 2008 7:36 pm
[...] A year-old orphan Eight years after my dad died, another pillar of my life was taken away from me. The best friend, teacher, and mother had passed away a year ago. [...]
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