Currently, I am sitting in front of my parent's grave. It's been a while since I visited them. When I am feeling sad and lonely, I always come here to talk to them even though I knew I would not receive a response from them. Just, I feel better every time I tell them all my problems. Also, I feel like they are on my side, listening.
But now, I didn't come here because I am sad or whatsoever. I came here because I am happy. I am very happy. I know this happiness I am feeling right now is just only temporary, however, I am still thankful that a man had come to take me away from the difficult part of my life.
"Mum, Dad," I smile. "Do you know how happy I am today?" My lips parted with my wide smile and I feel like I'm going to tear up. I can see my tears welling in my eyes. "Look at me, I'm
