Happiness is watching my family happy.
My cousins are having a very good time in Chicago. They had invited me this winter to celebrate white Christmas and New Year, but I failed to get US visa. No regrets, I hate winter because I cannot take too much cold.
But thanks to Face Time, I have connected several times on line to enjoy a chat with them in their kitchen. While they cook meals, we chat and joke, they show me the view outside their window, thick layers of white snow sitting in their lawn. Windowpane covered with needles of icicles. There is no clear path leading to the road. I shudder seeing the snow, I can feel the cold, well..visually, but they console, talking about the warmth inside their house, inside the car, inside the malls.
“Everywhere there is heater, why you worry?”
“But how do you go out?” I ask. They say it’s very adventurous in the snow.
They send me pictures to prove their point.