This week my daughter and I got sick together. I don’t know why do flu and fever easily catch her up too. Maybe she lacks vitamins or nutrition?
When i got sick, I always wanted to go home. I mean, my mom’s house. Yes, I am a mom now, but, hey, I will always be my mom’s little daughter. Her house is near to mine. Almost every day, I go there, but I’m barely sleeping over there, maybe only when Idulfitri comes.This week my daughter and I got sick together. I don’t know why do flu and fever easily catch her up too. Maybe she lacks vitamins or nutrition?
She loves to cook—either my brother. They are always cooking my favorite foods without I asked. My dad always took care of me too. Oh yes, my family loves me unconditionally no matter what.
When I am sleeping in the mom’s house, I feel safe. It feels like I am back to childhood. I have no worries about anything that happens in this world. That feeling makes me recover faster and perfect for my mental health too.
When the night comes, I feel anxious about the world because, in the past two years, we all know that the world is not okay anymore. It makes me worry about anything. Especially about my daughter’s future. Is she will be okay when she grows up?
When the morning comes, I feel relieved. All the uncomfortable feeling was gone. I drink my coffee at my desk, write a journal, and listen to music while my daughter is still asleep.