“I always wanted to hug him. But, whenever I did, I realized that I am holding the same pillow again.”

It’s really hard to have a broken family like everyone thought it was. You really don’t know who should be blame but all you have to do is to accept what the reality is.

Let me tell you a story….

I marvel what it feels to hold a perfect family.

Yes. I may be alone. But I am proud to be a fruit of a broken family.