People rush through life without knowing what it is all for, and before they know it, a lifetime has passed. Life is so short. Parents spend their whole lives worrying about their children, with no end to their concerns.
The eldest says, “Mom, I’m here for you!”
The second says, “Mom works so hard, but I just can’t control myself. I mean to have a chat with her, but somehow we always end up arguing.”
The youngest says, “I’m afraid Mom will hit me.”
A classic line: “People grow up. I can’t spend forever following behind you and cleaning up your messes.”
Having these three little troublemakers in this life is enough for me.
Children always carry their parents in their hearts, but they save their patience for other people and often neglect their parents.
Only when you become a parent yourself do you understand how hard it is.
The moment you call someone “Mom” or “Dad,” you give them worries that never end, and they’ll always fret about your future.
What is love? Maybe it’s just carrying life on.
Please don’t be too harsh if it’s not to your taste. Thank you for your kind support!
