I am the youngest in my family; hence, has always been distant from responsibilities of the household. I have always been pampered by my mother, being the youngest of her nine children, and quite obviously I have enjoyed this gift. I remember not doing anything at home, not knowing what went deep inside the family. And then, suddenly I grew up, burdened by all sorts of responsibilities. How did this happen? One day, I am just the ignorant youngest child, and the next, I stand facing life's reality; getting a job, paying the bills, parents' hospital trips and whatnot. How quick it all changed, I wonder. I am supposed to earn a living, take care of my father's health, make sure the bills are paid, etc etc. I didn't want to grow up, leaving the comforts of childhood, and yet here I am. Life's not fair, but then nobody said it would be!
