When I was a kid, my family would always go to church together every Sunday. After hearing the mass, we dine in to satisfy grumpy stomachs. Talked and laughed, such a happy family!
That was years ago, time has brought a lot of changes in our lives.
Today, my mother works as one of the respected staff in her office. My sister is a staff nurse in one of the tertiary hospitals in the city. I am a fresh graduate from a prestigious school while my father stays at home taking care of my sick oma and onkel.
Don’t doubt it, I am grateful for the blessing my family and I receive. At least we can still eat together (though at times we can’t) in the kitchen. At least we can still afford to bond while using magic sing. At least we don’t stay at the hospital like what we’ve experienced last holiday supposedly lull. We are still a happy family anyway.
But whenever I go to church, I just can’t fight away the feeling of envy to see families who can afford to go out and pray together.
It is one of my dreams that is so hard to come true.
Happy Easter Sunday everyone!