No one tells you the truth about adulthood, which is that you spend most of it missing people, and only a handful of moments last. Sometimes we have to force ourselves to not shut out the people we love, because they’re all that keeps us here. I didn’t transform. I can happily report I’m still grumpy, ungrateful and complain a lot. But I started to understand, that Christmas. And I started to mend. Thanks, Mum. And Merry Christmas, everyone. Wherever you are.
Source (really worth reading): How I got to know my mum in a Bangkok sex hotel - The Guardian
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