i never showed any mushy emotions with my family. i always avoided drama. i don't know why but i seem to extrude a sense of toughness when im with them. i always have stronger personality compared with my brother. when we were growing up my parents said that we should exchange personalities. don't get me wrong, my brother is super straight. :) but he likes barry manilow and i like korn. you get the point.
i don't even kiss my mom when arrive at home. i do talk with her about my friends and all, but not on an emotional level.
it was a little hard shopping for a gift for my mom. she doesn't have any hobbies or interest. she cooks well, but i think her only aim is to feed us. she never liked any crafts or sports, she doesn't even like cats. but one thing she never fails to do is wake up and prepare my food and clothes for the day. yes my mom still makes me packed lunch and sandwich for breakfast and merienda everyday. i used to analyze what's my mom's passion is. i now see that her passion is caring for me and my brother.
my mom would probably never read my blog or hear me say these words: i love you ma!
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