This kinda of love...!

There is a kind of love that we can't describe but we can feel... My father holding Liam and laughing with him. See him how much love and caring have put into us. It brought me memories when I was a kid.

Walking after classes and getting a mango with chile. My sister always beside me. Eating with her and waiting anxiously for my mom to come home. I remember the games of our childhood and the happiness of those times. My mom was right. She used to say Sleep now because when you get old , you might not be able to sleep...

I am happy. I am getting better. I still miss you but there is not much I can do. I went bed thinking of you* and I woke up in the middle of the night thinking of you.  I need to get busier. Too much free time! 

 I am writing more and more.I am living so many stories but writing only one. The future is full of uncertainty but I am sure better things are coming.