Solicitude 牽掛

Growing up means taking more and more reluctant responsibility.

It suddenly occurred to me that I was pushed to a place senselessly.

It may be a stage where you were forced to put on a show.

It could be a spooky night path where you didn't dare but must go to get home.

It might be the bitter cure to your illness which you'll never take but still have to.

It is, in this very situation that I have to face the truth

that Mom is no longer young and healthy for being my shelter.

Losing a shoulder to cry on is so cruel and furthermore I became the shoulder

for her rest of life to rely on. I admit I've been a place I never expected to be.

At the beginning of the turning point of my status, I try to return the love.
I think somehow I realize, at this momentous point, the pressure poured
by both aged parents and young children.--Parents doubled
the caring and strength to sustain their parents and children,
both mentally and physically or even financially.

C'est la vie...

Through the life and death of my parents do I realize caring for ones I love
is really the life I lived and should live. I have walked out of my own room
and stepped to the kitchen, where we eat, the living room, where we gather
, to everywhere in my house and been ready to be the support.
It's time to return.
It's time to take more responsibility.
It's time to look after myself because I will be the backbone
of both my beloved Mom and Dad and children.
To live for ones who love you and you love is what life is all about -- solicitude.