Yes, it's kind of a surprise. After so many months at college, I decided to go back home. As I see, the whole family was missing me. They haven't seen me. I was the kind of person that didn't like to call that much or didn't like to visit in reality. I just usually visit the home occasionally.
So that day, I decided that I'm coming back home. It was as if the president of the country was coming. He said to welcome me. I came back home that day. I was welcomed where I was working. They made me feel special. I got to know that my mother had prepared a special meal for me, different from others.
I was wondering why she didn't make the food for everyone. She said I prepared a special dinner for you, a dinner for one. I knew my mother, she has always loved me and because I was her first child and her first food, she has always treated me more special than the rest, although sometimes my siblings might feed her a lot but that day felt so special to me.
I enjoyed her food a lot, I missed her food. After so long of eating outside, it was time for me to taste my mother's food once and I enjoyed the special dinner made for me, it was the feeling of satisfaction that day. And that was how I was welcomed back home, especially. And that made me always want to come back home, always, during holidays. Because of the special treatment I usually receive from my mom.
