If my heart had a face, it would be smiling... but would it be just an act? I'm happy out with my friends and spending a lot of fun time together but am I truly satisfied? I think I have forsaken my parents...
Mummy told me that I don't spend enough time at home -- that I am always out with my friends after work, hanging out with them more than spending time at home. I miss the times we used to spend weekends together. Now it seems I am growing up much too fast. She rarely says such things but when she called me today, she actually asked if the CEO was free to speak. The fact that she used that word was to hint to me that I was so busy it was hard to even speak to me.... Part of me was sad, but more so guilty.
I write a lot about the importance of spending time with family, but somehow I seem to preach then forget all about it. What a hypocrite.
I promise to spend at least 2 nights a week with my parents for dinner and half a day during the weekends to hang out. I love my parents, but sometimes it seems like I don't show it enough.
I have got to change. TODAY.