Much is said about adults who still live at home with their parents.
“Still living with his mother? How childish!“, “Not independent“, “Mummy’s boy” – and so many other judging statements that usually lean towards the negative.
Yet, this morning, when I walked past my mother in law and one of my brother in law having breakfast and chatting together, I found myself hoping to be blessed with this kind of mornings with my own children in 20 years to come.
I know both of them enjoys it, being the only time in a day for them to have a one-to-one chat, even if only for 15 mins (or less).
Living in a time where the world is smaller and people are living and working thousands of miles away from their hometown, to still have ones’ children within sight and sound most days (my mother in law has all three with her) is to me, an uncommon good luck to any mother.
She treasures her 15 mins with her youngest son and he will look back on these mornings with fond memories and know that he has played a part in making his mother’s day, just by having breakfast with her.
One of the best 
Having only recently added a tablet to our list of electronic devices, reading e-books with it is still a novelty.
Once I stayed with a family with two young mild-mannered kids.




