As We Grow Old

A few days ago, I was talking with my mom. She told me that my father cried one night, the night my youngest sister move to jakarta.When she asked him why, he told her that no one to wait for anymore. She also cried when she told me the story. I'm a little bit sad too.But I try not to cry.
For my parents now, there's only both of them in the house. All five children has moved out. How lonesome they are now. They were left on their pension
time. Luckily for them, they have a small store in front of the house. So they still have something to take care about.
It is natural that one day children will left their parents, that what my parents did when they were young. Leaving their parents and their home townfor their future. One day, my children will left me too. Besides, that's what they must do. I don't want them to be on my taking care forever, like many peopleI know. I want them to be on their own on the right time. But, I guess, when the time come, I will feel sad too.
Sekarang gue direpotkan oleh anak-anak, dari mulai ngurus makannya, bantuin bikin pr, ngomelin yang ga bener.... suatu saat, ketika mereka udah mandiri
pasti gue bakal merindukan hal-hal sepele seperti itu.... kemarin waktu mereka mulai sekolah, mulai tidur di kamar sendiri aja timbul perasaan tidak
dibutuhkan, apalagi nanti ya. Perhaps, its time to learn to let go.. waktu nya belajar untuk melepaskan anak-anak menjadi mandiri.... ya gue harus bisa,..
sebelum menjadi terlalu tua untuk cari kegiatan lain..