Home.

Chinese Winter Flour Ball, one of the chinese tradition.

Every year of this day, grandma, mummy, sister and I will make this in the kitchen except for this year. People grow up when they leave home, and this is so true. I grew up, becoming more independent each day. All those hard works and hard times are preparing me to face the future bravely.

Sometimes I'm still wondering is this the right choice to come over here? Oh well, no matter what the answer will be, there will be no turning back anymore.

I still feel grateful everyday because mama say home is where the heart is.