Just a few more left, I have been eating this fruit since I arrived at the office this morning, and guess where did I get it? It was from my mom in the province.
I'll tell you something about my relationship with my mom. Honestly, we don't understand each other that much, because our ideas clashes. She's somewhat old fashion in her child rearing and nurturing, while me, I'm a bit rebellious in terms of I'm more open-minded and independent(?) But, the fruit that you could see above is given to me by my mother, when I returned home from the city.
It was around midday, when I woke up yesterday, and I have the habit of raiding our fridge for food. Somewhat, I found few pieces of this fruit on my food hunt and I asked my mom if it still edible to be eaten. Since she knew I love that fruit, that I love to eat it that when she returned home around twilight yesterday from my Aunt's house, she brought me this fruit once again.
And I remember something, what Brother Jay of WFA told us on his preach last week, about our parents love for us. That even if we are adults, they will always wanted to show thy're love to us, through those small gestures and things, they will do on our behalf (something like that) Thanks mom! Thanks dad! for the love and care, even if we do not understand each other almost all the time, I just realize that through your small gestures, you're showing me how much you love me.
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