Grabbed Chances with my Parents

Sometimes I miss the time I was a child living with my parents and siblings.

Those moments when we played, had meals together, chilled in front of the TV and went on picnics at the beach.

When I got married and left my home, I can’t forget how painful and emotional that experience was. And later visiting my mom and witnessing her waving bye bye to me. That was unbearable.

Watching my dad leave home with his items after divorcing my mom was also a hard experience.

In my adulthood life, I gracefully grab chances to spend quality time with my parents. When my dad says: can you accompany me to go to hospital, that is my window. When my mom says: I need to do Eid dress shopping, that is my chance.