I wonder what it's like to care for someone more than I care for myself, the way my parents care for my brother and I. I used to take it for granted, but now I can see how almost everything they do is for us. Even as I type they're fixing up a stand for me to bring back to my room, and worrying that it cannot fit between my bed and the door. Being away has really made me treasure them that much more. Not even when I was in the army did I miss them so much.
I'm a selfish brat by contrast. I wish I could care for others the way they care for me. After all, they deserve no less from me. When I meet people in person or online, usually they're the ones to ask me how I am, and what I'm doing, and I don't show concern for them in return. I really want to find out, what it feels like to really care for someone.
