Good Morning To You, Too.

I love you. Sorry.

That was your first text this morning. Good morning to you, too.

You're saying sorry because we had a long discussion last night over YM. The topic was not new. In fact, we have been talking about for ages.

You are the youngest of 3 children. You are in your late 20's but you still live with your parents. It's understandable. One of your sisters is now based in another country while the other one is living on her own as well. Both are not married. Just like you.

You are a senior law student. I've heard you say, more than a million times that you will leave your house as soon as you can, when you're ready. At first, I though you'll be ready after you graduate. But then you made it clear, it wasn't the case. You said you will be ready when you could already fend for yourself. That equates  to roughly 3 more years.

Do you remember when I told you that you should not leave your parents? Right now, aside from your 2 househelps, you are the only one who lives with them. Their life will be so lonely if you will leave the house. You said it won't be a problem even if you do get your own place because you'll get them a driver and maybe some more househelps to take care of them. But then I said, they won't love them nor have the concern that a child could give.

It's every girls dream to have her own family and her own house. Who dreams of getting married and living with her in-laws after? I salute anyone who dreams of that. But what did I tell you? I'm willing to live with your parents. Simply because I know no one will take care of them. Somebody has to do it. And I'm very much willing to help you with that task.

I love them. I think you know that. I hope they do feel that, too.

So why do we always end our days arguing like last night?

Let me clear my head and let me tell you in a while.