Today is my dad's 60th birthday.

I called him. He was celebrating with our relatives and all his good friends. Dad was very happy receving my call, although he knew I would call. I wished him happy birthday, he wished me healthier and prettier, then he said let's drink through the phone, then he said cheers, and I hear a short pause and then he smacking his lips. That was a bottom up. I know how he drinks. Hanged up the phone, I cried.

Other people's dad, celebrate birthdays with their daughters, sons, grandchildren, my dad, cheers to a cell phone on his 60th birthday.

Friends keep on telling me: you are doing the right thing, do what you feel like to do, chase your dream, your parents will feel happy for you. Is this really the right thing? why can't I make my parents happy for us, the 3 of us, not just me, but us. It's selfish to leave parents to chase your dream after parents did everything they could to help you. I feel so guilty for not being able to taking care of them, for still spending their money at age of 26, for making them worry about me day and night. I can't do anything for them. I am like a guest, when I go back home, they use the best bed sheet on my bed, clean everything, cook different dishes every meal every single day, then carry my suitcase to airport, and see me leave again. They do everything by themselves, decorating house, purchasing, even enduring sickness all by themselves. Is this what they deserve after spending all their love, energy and savings on their daughter?!

I don't know how to end this essay.

Hope readers remember to not wait till it's too late to do more for your parents.