Ever since I have moved back to Bangalore with a 1 and 2 year old, my parents have ben around.
They were there.
Through the good and bad.
Controlling, caring.
Loving, Yelling
Today I do have difference in opinions, crave for some freedom, independence, space.
But if they had not been around, I would probably be someone else.
I may have survived, resilience is something we inherently have.
It could have been different.
This post is about being grateful for my parent's presence. They gave.
I give back, I think it is enough, I know it never will be.
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