My parents made my life EZpass


Mom: Geez, toll is expensive!

Dad: Yeah, I know! We could have taken Fanny’s car…! That way, it would be free!

Me: Um, Dad, using my EZpass does not make it free…

Dad: Yeah, I know.”

Years ago when I was a mischievous little high-school tween, I used to catch the bus to go home. Clad in one of my usual “goth” outfits and over-sized headphones, I would try to enjoy my ride while packed in with the other students. Sometimes, along my route home, I got a snack from a fast food restaurant or a convenience store. Eventually, the bus took me to my middle class neighborhood where I would walk through a scenic block to get to my house. During that time, worries of money never crossed my mind. Now, I wonder how much that entire trip cost me? Correction, how much did that trip cost my parents? For me, the entire trip was free, just like my EZpass for my dad. When we were younger and living the carefree adolescent life, money, food, and other types of sustenance was never an issue because our parents took care of us. From shampoo, orange juice, living space, and trip to school, my parents made sure I never had to even think about money.All I had to do was go to school and go home. Life was so simple.

Now, as a 9-5 office worker, nonstop coffee guzzler, & main breadwinner, I can relate to and fully appreciate my, sometimes, annoying parents. As the we grow up, the burden of transforming me and my brother into capable and independent adults slowly slowly diminishes for my parents. Watching the stress and anxiety slowly melt away from them each day motivates me to keep on living a happy and adventurous life. Nowadays, my parents can be so silly around us. Especially my dad!


Who says television and Irene is a complete waste of time and money?

Besides the $7 billion worth of damages that resulted from Hurricane Irene, most American families can agree that Irene has  done one good deed: bring us closer together. For many people, I guess force is better applied.  

On a Saturday night, I typically cuddle next to my mom and watch Chinese dramas – that was 10 years ago. The current 22-year-old “me” loves to prowl the bars, restaurants, streets, and local hot spots of various states on a the weekend. These were exactly my plans for last weekend until Elvis Duran, my favorite radio host, informed me of Irene. Unlike some of my unfortunate coworkers, I did not experience any power outages at home. However, I also knew that a majority of the bars, restaurants, and stores in Philadelphia would not be open or had early closing hours. I learned this fact the hard way when me and a friend decided to go to the mall on Saturday only to be informed by the mall’s  megaphones that they would be closing in 20 minutes. For safety precautions, I went back home, sat around for an hour trying to decide on something to do until my mom asked me if I wanted to join her in her room and watch a new drama. I accepted her invitation by changing into my PJs, making a steaming cup of hazelnut hot chocolate, and cuddling next to her in bed. Within the 5 hours, we talked, watched TV, enjoyed each others company, and snacked together. Eventually, I watched my mom slowly fall asleep. That night, I realized that I will always be the same little girl from 10 years ago to my mom no matter how old I am. Now, it kind of makes sense why she still tries to hold my hand when we walk around in public. I still think it’s embarassing but at least I can finally see it her way. I wonder if the same concept applies to my dad…

Even without power outages at home, I was able to unintentionally spend quality time with my family. I can only imagine how much closer the families that went through power outages in their homes may have gotten.

Another bonus: Irene definitely saved my wallet.