20th.

Today, I am 20. It's just like every other year, adding a +1 to my age. But this year, I've hit the new tens digit. The so-called 'BIG 2'.

I don't know what to feel, but the thought of me entering adulthood, being more independent and decisive in my life choices.

While I'm typing this, I am sitting at the back seat of the bus, looking out of the windows. I remember when I was 7, my parents signed up for me the school bus service. The very first day was horrendous. Mom sent me to the void deck and watch me got up the bus. I was fine. But the moment the bus started driving off, I could not hold back on my tears and started crying. It felt fearful, the moment when I got separated from my mom. 

Perhaps it was all due to the bond we had, when she took care of me since young and I grew so attached to her. But that was when I found independence, when I started walking to school on my own at the age of 8.

Some people thinks that I'm like my mummy's girl, and I shall not deny it. I love spending time with my mum, as much as she like spending time with my siblings and I. 13 years went by like that. Now, I can take the public transport on my own to school, even if that means a 1.5 hour ride to school as compared to a 10 mins ride to my primary school.

In life, we don't want regrets. How much time do we have to spend with our loved ones? It's a question mark to all of us. We don't know what destiny has planned for us, but what we could do is to simply cherish it. That's why I stuck on to my mum whenever I can, but hey that doesn't mean I'm neglecting my other family and friends, it's just simply prioritising and enjoying every moment that I have with her.

Today, I am 20. 20 years ago, my mum took great pains to give birth to cynnieco (yes, that's me!). Born at 9.42am, I sure am an early-riser baby! But thank you mum for feeding, tolerating, encouraging and taking care of me. Of course, thank you for reprimanding me, because it definitely was a changing point of my life. I remembered how sucky my results were, those Cs and Ds...yucks it's awful. But that's what pushed me on, to do my best for them, to be their pride. 

There were times we quarrelled (who doesn't?), but I grew at the same time. I learnt how the others feel, and what my mum thinks when she say some things. My life, in fact everyone's life is a roller coaster. Bumps are inevitable, but who said life is a smooth ride? We may not be wealthy, but we are wealthy with love. It's so valuable that I don't want to lose my grip on it. 

I am 20. But I would still hold my mom's hand when I'm with her, even if it's cheesy, but her hands are so warm. I feel safe. I hope that one day when she reads this, her eyes will start to well up and she would start tearing. Because I hope she feels my emotions too when I typed this. There's too much love I want to show her. Too much. 

Thank you mum and dad, and happy birthday to myself :)

What are the moments that you have with your parents?
I would love to hear your stories, feel free to share them through the comments or even drop me a mail ;)

Have a great midweek everyone! 

Goodbye,

Cynnieco.