To be loved is to be someone’s first choice
Being grateful for every good thing I have is what my parents taught me ever since when I was a kid. Saying "Thank you" will always be enough for someone who used to give me gifts and even offer me good acts.
I always see my dad helping my mom in household chores, bringing her water, and buying what she wants. What we want.
While my mom would prepare a pack of lunch for my dad. Putting towels in his back and words of affirmation will always be my mom’s favourite.
"Thank you" would be their lines every single day.
That is why I grew up saying that every time I feel the feeling of being cared for, being asked what I want and being considered in everything you do.
But it was really hard to be grateful when I’m receiving things that wasn’t supposed to be mine.
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked.
"You're near in this place, so why not join me? Besides, she isn't picking up." Disappointment was in your eyes.
"Why are you giving this to me?" A chocolate from her favourite store that you always told me.
"She doesn't want that."
That’s when I knew that if I were given something that’s meant for me, I wouldn’t asked "Why?". Instead, I say "Thank you" right away.
I don't want something that is supposed to be on someone's belonging.
First, if I’m the second, make me your first choice. Second, don’t make me your last. If I will be your second option. Lastly, don’t love me just because your first didn’t last.
That's how I know what love is. To be loved is to be someone's first choice even if I wasn't their first.
Written by Seenicaetoh
