I have a 12-year-old boy and a three-year-old daughter. My daughter just entered kindergarten. I was worried as she was still relatively young, but she seemed to get along with friends and quickly adapt to the new environment. My son usually picks up the daughter; he drops by the kindergarten after school and brings her to the cafe. Because they have quite an age gap, he’s been a great big brother to her.
People sometimes ask me why there’s such a gap between them. There’s a reason. I’m a bit careful to share this, but it took some time for us to make this family and be the way it is now. And those times were not happy ones. My dad passed away when I turned 10 in a car accident. As we lost dad who used to run the family, we faced a harsh reality.
Before we could afford to have time to mourn, my mom raised my sister and me all alone. Fortunately, we were doing okay financially and received settlements and insurance money from the perpetrator. Even though we lost our dad, we didn’t fall into a crisis overnight like people and dramas, but his absence hurt me quite a lot.
As I was pretty young to accept the reality, I don’t remember, but my mom told me that I even had aphasia for a while. On the last day of the funeral, my sister had told me the whole time as I was exhausted from crying all day long. People say time fixes everything, and with my mom and sister’s care, I recovered from sadness little by little. But still…..Read Full Story Her……….
