Home and Mom

“I don’t know the title”

Its bout Home and Mom

                Home . . . . a peaceful  place . . .a place for us to grow, spend the time with all of the new things that we learn. Playing with our best friend, spend all the half day after school in the room with our dolls, make up, and another kind of toys, plying bridge, and all of the things that we really want to try when we were a child. Then we grow into a unique and amazing teenagers, spend the day with study, doing our assignment and much time to talk and gather with our family, sharing and asking everything, the beautiful advise and a big laugh and a little shining hope from our mom and dad when we gather under the night sky at the home yard. And then we turn into a mature person, bring our dream and fight to make it true, go far from home and fight hard, harder and harder.

Suddenly, in a short 2-3 minutes of a day, we remain and miss our home. . .feeling comfort, feeling happy, and also feeling save when we are in our home, even we never do anything for our home, it just feel like the best place ever in the world. And a home being a peaceful place is because our Mother, the main character, the main actress, the main person that handle all of the things in our home. Behind her smile, behind her move, behind her . . . everything is OK. Every little thing inside our home, she knows it very well. She is Mom, the amazing person in the world, who put love and affection in every corner of our heart.

And there will a time when we cry because the time brings it out, the time goes . . . and we find that just only the memory will last . . . The memory that set up in our brain about the feeling, feeling comfort, love, affection, and feeling save that make us always miss the time when we were there, in our home. A home with a mother inside that built us into who we are today . . . :)

 Home without a Mother inside is empty . . .

Love you Mom . . .