On the Birthday

Mum was so ever thoughtful. The weekend she was here, she was trying so hard to help me get over my misery and depression.

It was the month of April, both Dad and I, our birthdays fall in the same month just a week apart. Since the next time they'll be here would only be in May, Mum gotten us the cakes.

In the past, we would probably share a bigger one. This time, we were seeing doubles.

I was touched, honestly speaking. Even in times like this, when no celebration could be any cheerful, Mum still remembers the classical celebration no one should miss.

We had the cake for breakfast; with some nut muffin and two eggs. It was just a brief one, but it was indeed, a meaningful one.

Moments like this, it's true that only family matters most.