Photograph Fades..So does,My Feeling

Introduction:

                I can't imagine how I passed all the hindrances in my life to be where I am now. I got to do those things I was just dreaming before. My job, family, I don't have anything to wish for. We are all happy. I don't know how long would it last, but one thing for me is for sure. I love my family, I love my life and I'm contented.

               I'm contented Mom living here with me, doing whatever that makes her happy. I'm contented that I'm the one who always drive my two brothers for school. I'm contented going to work every morning and got home for dinner with my family. I'm contented going out with them every time I'm on my day off. I'm not saying all things for me is perfect. That doesn't mean we don't have any problems to deal with. Of course we have, tons actually. But we don't take it as serious as others, we care, yeah. But we didn't let that problems broke us as a family, and we always survived as a team.

                When Dad died, Mom never stop crying and so are my brothers. We are all affected that I thought  we will never survived. I'm still at High school that time, my brothers are in elementary. Mom is the one who always keep our house cleaned, she do the laundry, I do the dishes every night. She's the one who cooked our food, she's very good at it. While Dad, he is the one who worked. That's why the day he died, I can't imagine how we will going to start again. Back to the scratch, back to zero.

              I don't know how am I going to help Mom when it comes on paying our bills while I'm studying. That's why I decided to stop and get a full time job. It's hard to find a good job, especially when you didn't finish your study. I pass a lot of resume in different company but I failed. Full of rejections, full of disappointments. I thought at that moment that I will never get it through. That I'm a really big failure. I almost lost my self-confidence and hid myself at my room all day. I don't eat, talk, I just cry and cry and cry. Up until I dream about Dad, he give advice, tips and tell the story of his life. How he survived to all of his problems, how he got up and take his own path with his own feet. Up to the day he met Mom. That moment I realize Dad is really the most amazing Dad in the world. That's the reason why I stopped crying and get out of my room to start a new life. Rejections, failure they happens again and again. But that doesn't stop me. Instead I used it. And it brought me where I am right now. Contented.