Last weekend I stop by to see my folks and took them out for lunch. Growing up we never really celebrate any holidays, let alone mother or father’s day. Perhaps, we didn’t know any better or thought it was weird to have a reason to spend special day with your parents. Maybe, because we are always together cramped in this tiny two bedrooms apartment. On the weekends my dad would always took us fishing or camping out at some lakes. As a kid, I never really questions or wonder why my parents did what they did. Later on, I know their reasons behind it. They didn’t want us to be around some other laotian kids at the apartment complex and afraid that we might be involved in something negatively.
Now as I’m older, I really appreciated all those things my parents did for us. I tried to spend as much time with them as I can. Even though I don’t give them hugs and kisses every time I see them, but I’m sure they know I love them:-).
Oh… hhmm the title of this blog doesn’t quit match what I’m ranting about. As I was waiting for them, I checked out my dad’s proud backyard. His apple tree is growing out of control and puts my apple tree to a shame.
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