Once we got outside, we said goodbye to each other and continued with our own path.
Feeling the air of LA was nice. It reminded me the old times and the old memories when my parents were still alive. Even the memories when my sister was still living with us. I felt like I was back home.
I took the cab to get back to our house. On the way, I could see the ruins of the restaurant. Time seemed to stop and it was as if I could see my mother holding onto my father, just like what I witnessed on the day the incident happened.
Without realising, the cab had stopped moving and I've already arrived home. I took a deep breath and unlocked the door.
After leaving the house for some time after being in Korea, I decided to take a tour around the cozy house of mine. Everything was still in place like it has always been. Except for the fact that it was only me in the house. On my own.
I was still in the lobby and I could see our shoe rack which was always full with my father's golf shoes. Mother has always been nagging at him about spending too much money just to buy them. Of course, they were never cheap.
At those times, I used to avoid hearing them because it was quite noisy. But now, I missed my mother's naggings and my father's scoldings.
I scanned through the inner part of the house. There were a lot of photo frames and artwork that my mother had cherished on the walls as well as on the shelves and tables. There were also a lot of books that my sister had collected and didn't want to give away.
I went in the kitchen and saw the small television in kitchen which my parents had always used. I kept asking them why did they like to watch the small television since we had another bigger one in the living room. They always answered that it reminded them of the old times.
I always didn't understand what they said. But I know. Now, I understood. The old times, the old memories. Although they might be dark, scary and leave scars, we tend not to let the memories go. Memories sometimes are the things that made us stronger or perhaps help us reminds the value of the things around us.
After looking a lot more into the house, I began to understand more of why we had families. The things we have in a house. And why we do things as family although they might look like a useless thing. But nothing that we do as a family is useless at all. Maybe it looks foolish at times, but at the same time, although family ties can never be broken, we never know when someone will leave us.
I took my luggage in my room and did a little bit of cleaning in the house. I took an hour rest and got ready for my parents death monthsarry.
I got to the graveyard earlier than promised. I took a good look at both my parents' graveyard and decided to visit my mother first.
I wish you peace in the afterworld, Mom. I miss you so much. I wanna say sorry that I haven't been such a great daugther to you and Dad. I also want to thank you for everything that you've done to me. Thank you for giving birth to me. I am very grateful to have the chance to live with such great and loving parents. I know that you've always been busy. Honestly, I've always been upset about it. But I understood why you did that. You wanted to make me happy. Mother, you've always made me food to bring at school since I was young. You've always been cooking for us at home and you've always did laundry and all kinds of things for us at home. I had not realise that you've done so much for us. Mother, you're probably the only person who can do everything for us. Without you, I don't even think that I can do all that alone. I hadn't expect you and Dad to leave so soon. I am sorry for everything and I am thankful for everything. Mom, I miss you so much. If you're looking at me from above right now, I hope you'll know that I will never forget you guys.
Father, I also wish you peace in the afterworld. Maybe it's true how father's doesn't really know how to show their love for their children. But that's alright. I know how much you've done for us. You work so much to earn money the most for our family. Without you, I don't know where I'll be right now. Dad, you might not be perfect but you're the only father I have and I have always loved you. You might have always scolded sister and me when we did something wrong. Maybe I didn't like it but that was your way of showing your love. Without you, no one is scolding me anymore. Well, maybe that's good but I missed them. I missed your scoldings. Without them, I'm unsure of what is right or wrong. I am unsure of what to believe and what I shouldn't.
Mom and Dad, without you, I don't know where to seek comfort. I love you guys and I am thankful for everything. I want you to know that I'll always remember you guys. I will always miss you.
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