be good to my family

They came to visit me and have to say I was stressing out about it. I did not know if I could handle it in a mature way. But I think I did and it seems to me that they had a good time here and also on the trip we made to Paris. I failed on the dense conversation I had to have with him…I could not ask for advice about talking to my dad.
I felt it was not the time. But I hope he could see I live a nice life even though I don’t live the way the want me to. I hope they could feel I love them…why can’t I say it?
Anyway, I have another chance in December.

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and no one appreciates or loves you as much!

Fullfilled mom’s wish of coming to visit us. With luck, we may also be going to Turkey (or Greece or Croatia or Spain or Prague or …) soon. Win-win situation :).

Been calling my grandma, parents and sister at least once a week… communication counts, right? :)