Life away from home as a mature student is not without troughs. Everyone else my age is at least 4-5 years into his or her career path, and here I am, still taking clumsy baby steps when everyone else is running the rat race. An email to my father in a quest for answers, wisdom and solace yields exactly that, and so much more.
It’s a wonder why I grew up, sometimes thinking that parents are wrong when they deny us a toy or permission to go out with friends, because looking back, my parents were hardly ever wrong and nearly always right. Simply because they’ve been there, done that, and the experience they had lends many lifelong lessons to be imparted to us, their children. I didn’t grow up with a privileged life, we had our fair share of hardships, but who am I to comment on this, my parents were the ones who roughed everything out for three of us, to even buy that $2 toy from the sundry shop on that very rare occasion, or let us go on the 20-cent fun ride outside the medicinal hall, of course Mum and Dad would have precious things to say about tackling obstacles in life.
‘The important thing is to keep on course, upholding the philosophy and keeping your chin up.’
Wise words indeed.
I will keep going, Dad, and I will do it on my standards, on my principles, no matter how hard it gets.
I could only wish that I’m half the person my dad or mum is.