Frankly, I literally sang postaday’s latest title post which is also the same title of a popular ballad song I am familiar with.
Sometimes I still ask myself what really love is! As I was growing up I observe how love is demonstrated in our family especially the way my parents treat us at home.
I’m blessed to have parents who are very supportive in our personal endeavors. There were a couple of times I wanted to tell them not to allow me to go out very late with friends when I inform them beforehand about my trip.
And then I will also hear from other friends that their parents are very strict on them. They have curfews and ironically I wondered why my parents do not impose that to us.
I also like that I am strengthening my relationship with my family from my parents to my brother-siblings.
Just like in a group of friends, there is a possibility that I will have one or two closest friends whom I can share interesting topics to talk to. That also happens in a family. I am closer to my mom and my younger brother since the three of us almost have comparable personal mood swings, traits and interests.
But as time went by, I learned that it is also important to connect to the other members of the family whom I do not have frequent interaction.
How I did it? I just initiated to have a conversation separately with them which I think we can both talk about which started from their personal interests. Such gesture was a great improvement from me since I did not imagine that I can also have longer talks with them.
And to end my post, I would like to share a quote from Mother Teresa:
“Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do… but how much love we put in that action.”