A TEENAGER being a student under constant pressure, fearing the unfolding world, feeling tired and exhausted with the enervation of a young life, a simple “how was it?” already means a lot.
We might look overly busy with our own lives but may you know that it is you whom we count on behind all the things we do. It is the family who runs in our mind every time we come home in failure.
The family is the foundation and root that sustains a fruit’s life.
I am an ordinary teenager. I have a normal cycle of life. I go to school, have friends, and affiliate myself with different involvements. In short, I get busy building myself.
Being all these, I notice the recurring arguments I’m having with my mom. I admit it’s my entire fault. I get angry at them over not asking me how it has been in school and in all other things I’ve done. Seems petty but I need it.
I feel like there’s a need for that for them to know how important they are to me in spite of my attention being all out to perform the things I do outside.
I want them to ask me every time I get home about how my day has been. I can’t point the definite reason. All I know is that it extremely feels good to end the day like that.
The parents’ words are always the softest comforter, the best stress-reliever, and most effective-consoler.
May you know that it’s you where most of our strength to do all things comes from. You serve as almost everything – motivation and inspiration. They serve as source of encouragement and enthusiasm.
A tree planted in a rich soil always bear good fruits. That is just how it is between you and us. I am more than fulfilling to leave home to school with a mom and dad wishing me good luck, telling me that I can always do it when I feel like giving up, and having faith in me even when I fail.
There may be times that you feel neglected by us getting overly occupied by our activities. I want you to know that none of these would be in front of us if it weren’t for you.
In the end, it is to you whom we dedicate each achievement we get.
I’ve always wondered how my mom can get me the things I tell her I want and get herself nothing. I’ll never forget her telling me that the joy my happiness brings is more than anything she can buy for herself. Moving. Touching.
If that is so, I want you to know that my happiness is empowered by you.
Short greetings, simple encouragements, little talk – they mean so much to us.
To all parents, to everyone who have children, to all moms and dads who have their kids with them – each moment with each other is a treasure to cherish.
Talk to them, ask them about their day, smile and laugh with them more often. Those already mean a lot. Simple things as such can already make a young man’s day and, in the long run, a young man’s life.
*Sunday Essays are articles written by Ateneo de Davao University students for their Advanced Journalism class.Mae-Anne Bornillo