I think as we grow up, we love our parents so much that we end being called mama’sboy or dadddy’sgirl, I remember i’ll always be the little girl that did everything without having to argue and always making my parents smile. But of course, as time passes, i changed. I had such a rough time dealing with the hatred i had for my dad, only because he did everything i hate and i never thought he was a dad material. I would always say disrespecting shit, and take all my anger out on him. My mom? I put her through hell, never listened to her. Everyday, we’ll always get into arguments, and to me everything went out the other ear because i thought it was just pointless and they were annoying. I would always think about old days, where everything was perfect. And it came across that, i’m the one that changed, while my parents are still the same loving parents. Both of my parents birthday just passed, and everyday i worry about their health. I’m glad i realized before its too late, to appreciate your parents more than anyone. I just want to give them all the love i can while there still here with me.