Was just on the bus.
A lady around 50 years old was sitting beside me.
She called home to ask her kid to eat the breakfast made that was left on the table.
That reminded me of my parents.
Mum will wake up every morning at 6 to make breakfast for me before I go to work.
When I'm running late, she will help me pack all my clothing, prepare my pill, a cup of fresh milk and unlock the door so that I'm ready to go once I get all my morning shizzles done.
And dad. He loves sending me to work. I had to persuade him for so long before he agreed to let me go to work by myself.
So whenever it rains, he's happy simply coz he can send me to work, that's our deal.
They can just choose to just sleep in. It's easy. But they did not.

I'm blessed with great parents.
And I'm thankful :)