Thank God, For My Mom!

She's talkative.
She's always curious about every little things to the point where it annoys you.
She doesn't understand emoticons and always asks what it means, when you put some emoticons at the end of a sentence.
She bothers you sometime.
She gets worried, when you didn't answer her chat in more than 10 minutes.
She keeps telling you "everything will be OK", when nobody does, even yourself.
She is the only one who keep asking because she really cares about you.
She's my source of positiveness.

Thank God, For My Dad!

The thoughts just came to me like a few days ago and I can't stop thinking about my dad. 

On a usual morning, I received a message from my sister in Halle. She wrote: "I dreamt about Dad!"

I could tell from what's written, that she's so happy. Coincidentally, I also dreamt about my Dad a few days earlier. So, I wrote her back: "Me too, couple days ago. He told me to go home." Then she replied me with an ":)" emoticon.

You may wonder, why a dream, with my Dad in it, could cause such a commotion for us. 

Because the only time and place we are able to meet and talk with our Dad is in our dreams.