I just took a look at prices for the tickets coming home for summer break and it’s ridiculously cheap (well, considering the trip back home for winter was breaking the thousand).  The plan was for my mom to pay for fare for fall break and my dad winter, while in 2012 my dad takes spring break and my mom summer.  Turns out, the amount my mom pays is so much lower since the winter and spring break prices were so expensive.  It makes me feel bad enough how much they have to spend on me for schooling, but it makes me feel even worse when things get complicated between the two.  But they would never know - I do, because they refuse to talk.  Every time they try to communicate it ends up with them yelling at each other. It’s annoying how little they can see each other’s point of view.  It all stems down what happened in their marriage, and how both thinks each other are conniving, lying, manipulating, scumbags of the earth who’d never think of telling the truth.  Or doing what’s best for their daughter.  Till this day, I doubt that either of them fully understand what went down because they were too busy pointing fingers, or holding it in until things got too bad for either of them.  You would think they’d realize how much it affects their kids when they do things, like how I secretly think that’s how my sister turned atheist, or how I can never keep a commitment straight.  But I guess every experience makes you stronger, because now, I’m a smart enough person to know that things get better, I get better, and I can take whatever hits me with optimism and a smile.  Each of my parents have their flaws, but they also have something special about them I hope to learn from.  I’m glad I grew up and learned that to take that disposition, because bitterness never helps anyone. 

I shouldn’t complain.  I have two parents who love me very much and I should make the best of it.   And when I grow up and I’m making bank, I’ll be sure to take care of them, and take something from each of them to become the best I can be.