Homesick No More

My parents came to visit me, and broght me all kind of goodies to boot! It was very last minute and I didn't see it coming at all, but I'm so happy that they were able to get away from work to see me. It was a short visit. They only stayed for 4 full days, but that's better than nothing. I got pretty annoyed with them sometimes. They question everything I do or the way I do it. I tried not to be so snippy, but it was hard. But that's just how we are.
They are the most selfless people I know. Everything they did was ALWAYS for me and my brother. They never buy anything for themselves, and when they do, they seem to feel guilty about it. I look selfish next to them, and could never be like them. I know it's just the culture and that they were brought up to be that way, but I still admire them for everything they have done for me.
I hope they worry about me less now that they have seen where I live. They see why Brett and I fell in love with our house and bought it. They also got to meet Brett's family. It's too bad that my parents speak little to no English and couldn't converse with them. My parents commented on how neat and organized my house is. I told them that it's mostly Brett's doing. I hope they feel better about me living across the ocean from them. I'm surrounded by people who love and care for me.
Oh! and...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the one who makes me smile and laugh like no one else can, the one who "makes sense of madness when my sanity hangs by a thread," the one who gave me a place to call home in California. My Superman (because people thinks he looks like Clark Kent), my Iron Man (the meaning of his Japanese name), and the root of my happiness, Brett. I love you. Happy Birthday!