A Prodigal Son's Sorrow
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I couldn't help but grieve when I saw the glorious gown of the morning rays shimmering on my parents' face; how the callous sunbeams paid emphasis on my parents' weathered faces.
I still remember how they looked when they were young and dazzling. Now, those cruel lines are etched deeply in their faces, and they aren't just wrinkles - but lines of sacrifices.
Then my thought shifted to how endearing and patient they were and how willful a child I was. How they exonerate me, for each fault; each sin and each wrong I've committed. They certainly deserve better, they're such awesome and dedicated parents.
They're the people who would neither criticize my lack nor mock my struggles, instead encourage me to find my strength in my lack and struggle. Gosh, I promise to be a better son tomorrow. Sorry dad and mom, I love you.
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Be the prodigal son you claim to be then. Do it. Don't procrastnate. Cherish your loved ones NOW. Nothing is stopping you except yourself.
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Can explain in more simply terms? First thing in the morning I don't feel like interpreting..
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Imagine you are marrying your wife. The beautiful face of your young wife, walking down the aisle. Your eager look breeming with a grin that matches the luckiest man on earth. The vows you 2 made. To love each other in times of peace. In times of trouble. In times of sickness and in times of health.Originally posted by Darkness_hacker99:Can explain in more simply terms? First thing in the morning I don't feel like interpreting..
Then you have a son. From infancy, the 2 of you took turns to take care of him. Planning his future to get into the best school. Getting him to learn music or arts. That will be in the future but for now, midnights after midnights, waking up in between your sleep to hush your crying son. To feed him and play with him. Don't forget you have to go to work 4 hours later.
Your son is now in primary school. In a 2 years he will be taking his PSLE. How time flies. 10 years has gone since your child was gifted to you and your wife. 10 years of aging and toiling. You have given the best possible treatment to your son any father could. Your wife worked hard too, Working while cleaning the house. Cooking and taking care of your son. How you 2 have endured the tough times for 10 years.
5 years later, your son is in his puberty stage. Being rebellious, he has rebelled against your authority, made you mad and skipped school. How you wish he was still a child. 15 years. You can start to see wrinkles in your wife. You 2 loved your son so much that no matter what he did, what mistakes he made, you 2 still forgave him because you loved him.
5 years from then. Your son entered NS. You understood what is NS. Your wife worries about him because never in his life is he away from you 2 for such a long time. You told her not to worry, it is time for him to grow up. 20 years. You can definately see the wrinkles in your face and your wife's. 20 years of grooming. 20 years of time, sweat, pain, hardship and tears in bringing him up.
Your son has gone through the basics of NS. He knows the pain and the torture. Then he realised and missed your tender love towards him. He remembered his mother's undying support for him. He realised all these only 21 years later. 21 years he took you 2 for granted. 21 years he thought you 2 were his shield but he saw that you 2 were aging. He knew some day, you 2 will be gone from him.
So he decided to be a filial son. To love you 2 back. To do his duty as what a son should do.
This is the more clearer stance I can decipher bah.
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"tomorrow" ? How about today?
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Its a rather strange paradox when the deemed 'norm' and 'correct' thing is to love them TODAY or NOW whereas 'tommorrow' is more like a lazy man's term of 'today I slack, tomorrow then I begin' that kind of mentailty.Originally posted by choco B:"tomorrow" ? How about today?
However, what it could also mean is that: what I have did today, I will do better tomorrow. When tomorrow occurs (becomes today), it will be topped again by 'doing better tomorrow'. Increasing day by day.
So, it depends solely on each and everyone of us to decide we are doing the '1st paragraph' kind? Or the '2nd paragraph' kind? -
well. it is quite touching...
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go hug them now.
tell them u love them. -
Detached the more I look the more your pic looks like me! Tell me do you have a spycam in my computer!
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It's the "what I've done today, I will do better tomorrow" attitude I bring with meOriginally posted by Bontakun:Its a rather strange paradox when the deemed 'norm' and 'correct' thing is to love them TODAY or NOW whereas 'tommorrow' is more like a lazy man's term of 'today I slack, tomorrow then I begin' that kind of mentailty.
However, what it could also mean is that: what I have did today, I will do better tomorrow. When tomorrow occurs (becomes today), it will be topped again by 'doing better tomorrow'. Increasing day by day.
So, it depends solely on each and everyone of us to decide we are doing the '1st paragraph' kind? Or the '2nd paragraph' kind?
The constant practice and challenge to improve myself in many areas for the good of the family -
post it somewhere to show off your writing skill, Detached. No one would ever call himself "prodigal" ...
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TS has a good founation of english.. you dad and mum will certainly forgive you..
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my father criticizes and mocks all the time just because he is an empty vessel with nothing better to say.Originally posted by Detached:I couldn't help but grieve when I saw the glorious gown of the morning rays shimmering on my parents' face; how the callous sunbeams paid emphasis on my parents' weathered faces.
I still remember how they looked when they were young and dazzling. Now, those cruel lines are etched deeply in their faces, and they aren't just wrinkles - but lines of sacrifices.
Then my thought shifted to how endearing and patient they were and how willful a child I was. How they exonerate me, for each fault; each sin and each wrong I've committed. They certainly deserve better, they're such awesome and dedicated parents.
They're the people who would neither criticize my lack nor mock my struggles, instead encourage me to find my strength in my lack and struggle. Gosh, I promise to be a better son tomorrow. Sorry dad and mom, I love you. -
Sound of jealousy? I'm sensed that TS is just relieving his guilt...Originally posted by passerbyJIA:post it somewhere to show off your writing skill, Detached. No one would ever call himself "prodigal" ... -
But this thread do look like an confession statement...
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Guilt, along with regret, is one of the most useless of all human sentiments. If it wasn't worth doing right the first time around, it's not worth worrying about down the track.
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meh it's not particularly skillful writing. and he spelt 'mum' wrong.Originally posted by passerbyJIA:post it somewhere to show off your writing skill, Detached. No one would ever call himself "prodigal" ... -
Originally posted by Detached:
Those are the lines of life! I find them beautiful on others but not so on myself.
I still remember how they looked when they were young and dazzling. Now, those cruel lines are etched deeply in their faces, and they aren't just wrinkles - but lines of sacrifices.
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Both mom and mum are spelt correctly, the same way skilful, and skillful, are.Originally posted by jondizzle foshizzle:meh it's not particularly skillful writing. and he spelt 'mum' wrong.
generally, if you use 'mum', i'd expect you to use 'skilful', since both are british spelling. -snickers- as a matter of fact, ts has a strong foundation in the language.
back on topic, i feel the same, yet i procrastinate. i'm living exactly the way i know i will regret in future. -
Sounds like another person has realised the minor details of his life. Congratulations. Better late than never.
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oops my mistake. actually mom is incorrect as we're not in americaOriginally posted by JerzZzzZ:Both mom and mum are spelt correctly, the same way skilful, and skillful, are.
generally, if you use 'mum', i'd expect you to use 'skilful', since both are british spelling. -snickers- as a matter of fact, ts has a strong foundation in the language.
back on topic, i feel the same, yet i procrastinate. i'm living exactly the way i know i will regret in future.
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You guys took my thread and turn it into some English discussion
We must we be in America to use American spelling? Doesn't make sense, I spell the way I spell
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then start being the better son NOW. not tomorrow.Originally posted by Detached:I couldn't help but grieve when I saw the glorious gown of the morning rays shimmering on my parents' face; how the callous sunbeams paid emphasis on my parents' weathered faces.
I still remember how they looked when they were young and dazzling. Now, those cruel lines are etched deeply in their faces, and they aren't just wrinkles - but lines of sacrifices.
Then my thought shifted to how endearing and patient they were and how willful a child I was. How they exonerate me, for each fault; each sin and each wrong I've committed. They certainly deserve better, they're such awesome and dedicated parents.
They're the people who would neither criticize my lack nor mock my struggles, instead encourage me to find my strength in my lack and struggle. Gosh, I promise to be a better son tomorrow. Sorry dad and mom, I love you.
it's not too late. Do what you can to let them know that they are loved, appreciated and cherished.
don't be like me. don't wait for tomorrow, if not one day there won't be a tomorrow and you'll regret it.
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human do make mistake...would you be able to write in this manner?Originally posted by jondizzle foshizzle:meh it's not particularly skillful writing. and he spelt 'mum' wrong. -
ya.. trying really hard to be one...Originally posted by binarynwitz:Sounds like another person has realised the minor details of his life. Congratulations. Better late than never.
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Grammar-Nazis, aren't we?