2010, I graduate from college. My family went on a celebration trip.
"Who told you to pay for it? You just don't know how hard to earn bills huh?"
A yell from my dad dropped in the whole bus, accusing mom of buying a tour add-on. I don't dare to respond despite a huge rage inside. The malicious stare weakens me during his ten-minute rant towards mom's thoughtless action.
Does not earning money forfeit mom's selfless contribution to the family? It hit me as a reality check.
Financial dependency on another person is devastating.
I will redeem the respect motherhood deserves when I grab the financial power. The tradition of women obeying your power of money has to go. Without femininity's nourishing love, all worth nothing.