Complete

When I saw a.. complete family, with a mom, a dad, and their kids, cheering up, taking pictures, play around together, I felt a little.. err, jealous, and.. sad, and.. somehow happy. It's a happy thing to see people bound to each other that way, not letting go of each other as well. Sometimes when I was bored, I made myself busy by playing my friend's phone, or ipads, or tabs, and sometimes screening through their photos. Then I probably would pass through some of their whole-family-photo, their parents photo, their dads and moms holding hands and smiled to the camera, their photos on graduations with both mom and dad beside them, and so on. It's so good to have a fully completed family, it's.. it's great.. and well, I kinda admired my family to be like that, too.

But then again I remembered just how complete my life has been until now, and how God has been so kind to me and my family, never let our hands slipped off from His grab. I have a wonderful, great, strong mom who acts not only as both parents for me, but also as my bestfriend whom I could share any of my thoughts with. I have both my sisters, who are crazy enough and kinda makes me want to pack them up in a box, throwing it up in a river nearby, but I just love them and I probably will swim through the river to get my girls back. Everytime I think of them, I realized that I have my own definition of "complete".

Sometimes when I was invited to weddings, the bride would be accompanied by her father when she walked toward his soon-to-be husband. Her father would hold her hands for the last time before her princess became someone else's queen. Then again, it's the saddest and the happiest moment, when I saw it from my perspection. That was a sad moment, because her father was in the process of letting her daughter go. But that was also a happy moment, because... her father was there.

For now, I wouldn't think about it too seriously. Yeah, honestly..... It crossed my mind from time to time, like, a bit. These things isn't always easy to go through. But, we made it this far, and I believed that we can get through more.

It was always been Me, Mom, and The Girls vs The World. As we were getting stronger each passing second in every days, I think we are ready for anything that life would throw us to.

The thing is, as long as I have them, I am completely complete, no matter how uncomplete my life is for everyone-who-saw-me-from-the-outer-side.