One thing that I miss the most from my childhood is my family. I have a big family, when I was a child, we used to meet so often, at least one or two times a month to chat, ate, played and slept together at my grandparents’ house. It was a big house. And then everybody became busier with their own life, we became rarely meet each other, from weekly to monthly and then only once a year on Idul Fitri or Idul Adha. There was also so many quarrels and hatred, then my family torn apart, no more gathering, no more lovely chat but yeah, every family has their own problem toch? Now my family has still survived even I only have contact with those who want to love and accept me for who I am and what I chose for my life. No need to worry, we are all fine now. We are all blessed and happy. We will continue our life till the very end of the day. Let’s meet again next week for the next challenge.