@anita

I remembered during childhood my mother loved me to the point of spoiling me. I received most of the thing that I wanted and I would get mad if things didn’t go my way. The bonding between family member was good when I was young. Until when I’m at about the age of 13, both my brothers move out for their university life, while I was having a rebellious period in my high school, I argued with mom a lot and slowly our relationship wasn’t as good as younger time (no more hugs and words like I love you), both of my brothers have their independent life since then.

About the sentence, sometimes I was rude to him but it seemed it didn’t bothered him, he is the happy go lucky type of person, when I was unhappy (which happen most of the time) he would smile at me and cheer me up.