See with my heart

We often see with our eyes and hear with our ears, so we are likely to believe what we see and hear. However, When I grow older, I prefer trusting my heart and feelings. Eyes and ears only deal with very limited information while our heart can grasp deep meanings out of the surface.Long long ago, when my parents blamed me for my wrong doings, I tended to go aginst their wills and tried to do more naughty things to make them angry. When they persuaded me to wear more clothes, work harder on my study or repeated their life experiences in front of me, I often showed a deaf ear to them and had an itch to flee away from home. I often complain that I suffer so many blames and nag and I think I'm not a free girl. After I go to work, I am surrounded by workmates and leaders. Then I get freedom and space. But when I can't live up to others' expectations, I still get blame and I'm forced to improve my work performance with no excuse. I have no courage to  go against their wills. Few of them will remind you of the mistakes and traps ahead so I come across many hard situations with no guides. In such a complicated society, a man who doesn't scheme against you can be regarded as a kind person. Now I begin to despise the naive part in my body. Who will truly feel joyful when you have little progress? Who will comfort your frigile heart when you are tortured by the cold world? Only my parents care about every detail of my life and try hard to satisfy all my reasonable requests. I can hardly figure out in which way can I pay back the love they give me.They don't stop dedicating even when I say acid words to them or do some stupid things. Wrapped in love, I have sometimes neglected it. See with my heart and I find love is always there.

Love is blind, but it makes me see clearly.