le sigh
Just a week ago, it actually hit me: I'm moving away, like, thousands of miles away from my parents.
I cried today with my mom because she gave me 60 bucks "just because," and she also claims (iow IT'S NOT TRUE bc I totally try to give her bone-brittling, lung-collapsing hugs everyday) that I only hug her when she gives me cash monies. I didn't really cry about the random bestowal of money but because she works hard for the money... so hard for the money. So hard for the money, that I better treat her right.
But real talk--my parents work their arms off of their sockets at our donut shop, and I will forever be trippin on my Asian guilt trip since Asian parents provide for their children until they have a career (read: late 20's). I guess those 60 bucks were like a simple trickle of dough they've been feeding me since birth until college and now grad school, and it hurts my pride to know I can't provide anything for them for at least another 3-5 years because of my useless lib. arts degrees.
I guess no matter how confusing my experience has been as a Korean-American, filial piety always sneaks up on me at times like this...
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"filial piety..." you use such difficult words. i had to look them up on dictionary.com.
but yea, dude....i think we're getting old and our heads and hearts are also growing to understand our aging parents....its kinda sad...bc as each day goes by, i realize that my BIG dreams of building them a house by the lake with a golf course and have them live in a luxury seems further away (not that that's why keep me around).....bc I am a FAILURE!!!
lol anyways....don't be sad...:( (i know you are tho...bc i am too..) everything will be good. i promise.
yeah, i know to not be sad, and my mom is all, "just do well in school for now and try to get a pt job," bc that's all i CAN do
and you better have thought of 3 ideas for saturday! OR ELSE