Aged

Sometimes it worries me how much my parents have aged. When you’re around them everyday you tend not to notice how much you've grown or how different they've become as time as passed.

Has so much changes since I've left to UK? Sometimes while I’m looking at them, it'll hit me how much weight my dad has lost or how much white hair my mom has begun to show on my mom’s head.

Then when they start to become forgetful, the worry hits me harder. Maybe I watch too many movies... but what if one day they forget who I am? What if one day it is me that has to look after them, but I am no where near ready?

It makes me want to spend every possible moment with them. It makes me feel guilty when I’m cooped up in my room while they're at home.

I need to stop depending on them. I need to find some stability in my life. They won't be there for me forever, I need to start preparing myself to be there for them. After all, they sacrificed so much me already, it's the least I can do.