Was reading a magazine the other day.. and came across this very meaningful paragraph in the article...article is in chinese.. so here's the translated version....
To love someone, sometimes it is very difficult..
Because of him, you now have to worry...
You become too busy worrying that you lost yourself
And forgot about why you are both so much in love...
Without him, yes you do have more of your own space..
But still every night you hope he will sleep by your side
Everywhere you go, you hope he will come along with you..
He has become so important, that you become more paranoid..
Only when you learn to let go, then you will love him more..
Somehow Gerald has become him... because of him in my life, I am constantly worrying... so much so I lost myself in the endless world of worrying about him... sometimes I do crave for my own space.. but still a part of me remains with him.. still worrying.... what is he doing now, is he sleeping, is he eating well.... the list continue... I hope to see him by my side.. and yes I have become paranoid.. so much so I can't enjoy my time with him without worrying if a "Ah" mean something... other than him trying his best to talk...
A frenz asked me the other day.. so when can you rest? I replied.. not till the day I died.. becoz he is my kid and he is my worry forever till the day I died... that's a mum for you... now I completely understand why my mum still insisted on taking care of me now even though I insisted that I am already a adult and know how to take care of myself.... that's a mum for you... that's mums around the world
