I always hear my colleagues at work saying that after moving out of their parents' house - independent from their folks, they finally have ultimate freedom.
It's the exact opposite in my case. It's when I'm with my parents that I feel most free.
Today is my mum's birthday and while looking through old photos of me and mummy to post in Facebook, I feel so relieved to see how consistently beautiful she is because they say that would be a good indication of how I'll look like when I'm her age na din. :)
It's very rare that mummy verbally gives a piece of advice but it's through her life testimony - her actions, sincerity, faith, character and grace sustained even in the most awful situations, that I'm spoken to - so loudly and intensely every time.