I need a reason for people's insufficiency. I start my complaints with 'why can't you...'
Someone kindly helped me to stuff my books from this shelf into my boxes. And she happily picked things up from the floor to put into my shelf to create more space. And I start complaining 'why can't people follow simple instructions?' All I wanted was things to be out of the shelf. I didn't allow you to put that item into my shelf.
And you know what, it's not me at all to lose my cool for such minor matters. I only have one conclusion: I take my mum for granted.
She didn't hear any of these complaints because I don't utter them. The fact that these complaints rise quickly in my heart shows how little I want her to be loved deeply by me. Of course I resent how quickly she loses her temper with me too. We're from the same mold afterall...
Sigh... Point for improvement.
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