Almost everyone dreams of moving abroad to work and earn a lot of money. But, not for me! I grew up with my grandparents. My mother has to work in
Yes, we had what we want. We bought what we need. But then, we feel empty. Empty of love…
No one is to be blame; our mother is too good and had sacrificed a lot. She went back and forth to
Longing for care… When we got sick, when we had problems, it is our instinct to seek for love. It is when we need her most, her “tender loving care.” But what can we do, do we have options?!
Now that I am working for us, that I am earning money for our living. Should I go abroad? A question that always lingers on my mind, or should I say irritates me a lot! It feels bad, because I really don’t know. Would MONEY be an enough reason for me to go abroad, and leave my loved ones behind? Would it make me happy?
Should I, or should I not?