To love

Very often, we do not realise that it can be the most difficult to show love for the ones that we care for the most. It can be easy for us to thank cleaners, buy tissue paper from old grannies, and offer kind words to children unknown to us; we do all these things easily, without much thought. But then we come home and we do not thank our mothers for cooking a meal for us after a long day of work, or our fathers who fixed the front door lock, or our siblings who turned down the covers for us - the list is non exhaustive. Sometimes we even take our anger and frustration out on them, because we have to perform for the world, but at home "who cares?" It's somewhat sad to realise that the reason why you yell at someone is precisely because you know that they're not going to yell back. Some things need to change.