Every time I’d read articles on the papers about how parents let go of their young, so their young to go off abroad, I’d felt especially moved. Because I too, am among those who were blessed, to have this sort of wonderful parents.
Remembering how when I’d hauled out my luggage, and was about to take that trip abroad, I was only a freshman from college. I’d just gotten approved for the foreign exchange program, and, I’d started getting anxious. I’d thought to myself: this would be BAD, a “strawberry” was about to head out on her own? Can I do it? Comparing, my parents had full confidences toward my abilities, from the application process, to the moment I was about to depart, they’d given me complete support. And so, with an unsettled heart, I’d left the familiar Taiwan.
But, the moment I’d set out, it was trouble. On the transfer flights, all the flights were grounded, because of a snowstorm. In an unfamiliar place, and, it was, a non-English speaking nation, what, am I to do? Seeing how the time on the monitor keep on delaying, the transfer time for my flight had slid right past. This, is truly bad! I’d hauled my luggage, and started panicking, I’d dialed home subconsciously. The moment my father picked up, I’d started crying. “Can I come home?”, I’d said, with this nasally voice. On the other end of the line, my father encouraged me, “don’t worry, be strong, you CAN do it!”
And so, I’d put up my tears, and started thinking of ways, to contact the counter of the airlines, and charade with my broken English, confirmed that latest status of the flights. With the courage from my father’s words, through the difficult trials, I’d finally arrived at the nation, and, successfully, finished my coursework as a foreign exchange student.
Many years later, it’d dawned on me, my parents were very worried about me being a foreign exchange student, especially my father. But seeing how I’d gone on my dumb force, with the urge of striking out on my own, he could only put up his worries, and became my strong backup, gave me complete support. And, even later, did I realize, that that phone call from the airport had caused my father to stay worried for several days afterwards, he couldn’t eat, or sleep because of it.
Actually, as children of my generation, we didn’t have to worry about anything economically, which caused us to doubt our own abilities when we’re about to leave home, and to the point of panicky and helpless. But, thanks to the parents, who had given us their warm and steady shoulders to lean on, to bravely, push the kids forward, and only took up that safe harbor to their kids.
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So, this is from the support of her father, and the father didn’t SHOW that he was worried about the daughter, just kept being the strong support for her, and that, is how a good father shows support for his offspring.