After All, the Most Precious Thing for Each Person Is… Family Love!
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What is the most valuable thing in your life: money, status, fame, beauty…? For me, the most rustic, simple but difficult to find thing is the two words “Family Love”.
When we are young, we pursue many valuable things that we consider expensive. Some people pursue fame and career, some pursue lavish fame, some are always looking for passionate love. All of those things are not wrong, it’s just that sometimes when we are too hasty, we forget the people who have given us the warmest feeling, which is “family love”.
But what kind of feelings are called “family love”? Perhaps each person will have their own answer. For me, a man who has entered his forties, has a stable career and a complete family, then…
Family Love Is A Sadness That Is Put Away, So That My Family Doesn’t Have To Worry…
I still remember from when I was a child until my teenage years, the family meal was always full of 5 people: My grandmother, my father, my mother, me and my younger sister. It was like an unwritten rule, my father always arranged his work to come home on time for meals, my younger sister and I put aside our joy with friends to come home to enjoy the meals my mother cooked. Except for the days when my parents had to go away, almost every day in my childhood memories was a meal with 5 people together. My parents always taught us the value of family meals, that when we grew up, we would also teach our children the same thing.
Our meal times were long, because the stories we told each other were always long and no one wanted to end them. Grandma often talked about the old days, when my grandparents often went to the fields in the forest, life was poor but full of joy. In her stories, I seemed to hear the sound of the babbling brook, see the green forest canopy, smell the scent of ripe rice, taste the fresh morning dew. Dad continued Grandma's words with a long stream of beautiful memories. At that time, Dad had a puppy named Milu, a gift from Grandpa on his 12th birthday. My father said that Milu was the smartest, most obedient and well-behaved dog in the world, but it died in a car accident when crossing the street to pick my father up from school... My younger brother and I were still young, so the stories we told were all trivial, like how Mai climbed a guava tree and fell while stealing, or how Minh fell asleep in class and wet his bed and was laughed at by the whole class... But no matter how trivial the story was, my family always laughed and joked enthusiastically and listened to us from the bottom of their hearts.