Pencil and Eraser

This is a story I read about recently and would like to share, a rather inspirational one indeed. Kudos to the person who wrote it.

Pencil: I'm sorry

Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.

Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.

Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I'll be gone

and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.

Think about it and relate to our life, parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller / older, and eventually pass on. Though the

ir children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents will always remain happy with what they do for their children, pouring their love endlessly, and will always hate seeing their precious ones being in a dilemma.

One day, all you'll be left with are the memories (eraser shavings) of what they've done. So why not be grateful and start to appreciate your parents, starting today. Go give em a HUGE hug and let them know how important are they now!