Home sweet Home

When we reached home, it felt empty as if something essential was missing. Of course the soul of the house wasn't there, my mother. She already left us 3 years ago, may her soul rest in peace.

As I have missed home, coming back here really felt nice and comfy. But a weird feeling washed all over me it was both joy and sadness . Having my sister by my side and coming home was the joyous thing for me . But not having my mother with me there anymore made me sad.

My sister asked me to get freshen up and come back to the dining room for dinner, so I made my way to my room. I washed all my exhausted feelings in the bath and told myself to be strong, it's not good to be down now because I can't let my sister and father worry about me. I have to take care of them . That's why I am back earlier than expected.

I made my way to the dining room after getting dressed up.

My father and sister were already there waiting for me with the delicious food on the table. yumm...😋

"Welcome back, my son" . My father greeted me with a warm hug.

"I would have came to pick you up, myself from the airport but a problem came up in the company at the last moment" . He explained the reason for his absence earlier.