Saturday, April 14, 2012
love of my life
my daughter has been asking me to watch the musical wicked with her ever since it started last year. the show will end its run on apr 22, so since i'm free this weekend, i told her to get the tickets. she called while queueing for the tickets :
she : papa, the cheapest tickets are all sold out.
me: how much are the next category of tickets?
she : 95 bucks!
me: ok, go get it
she : it's so expensive! are you sure?
me : it's ok. you're the love of my life.
in a way, i couldn't quite believe i said those words but it's my strong belief, though simplistic, that children brought up in an environment of love, be it propagated by thoughts, words or actions, generally will grow up to give love as well. that said, i must confess that neither of my parents ever said words to that effect to me, although they did show it by their actions of caring for the family. not quite the same, is it?
anyway, i thought 95 bucks is not exactly an arm or a leg, but the time spent doing the same things she likes would eventually prove priceless.