I am holding my child in my arms while standing in front of the window.

Outside the weather is cold.
A white fluffy blanket covers the once green streets as we are waiting for Taehyung to return home.

My phone rings and I pick it up.

" Hello?"

" Dear it's me."

" Taehyung," I smile at the thought of his name on my lips,

" How is work? Will you be home  
   soon?"

My smile fades as he says the next phrase.

" I'm afraid I wont be able to make it
on time," he sighs, " I'm sorry."

" It's alright

He calls and says he'll be late so I sit
there and almost fall asleep until my 5 year old tells me that he wants to go outside. We play around in the snow and then I see him. My son runs to his father and hugs him. I run over to them and make eye contact with my husband and  he smiles then I smile. He steps forward to hug me. We hug but as soon as we pull away and our faces are close to each other, with our noses almost touching,our son runs between us and says he wants to play. Me and my loved one laugh and he picks up our son and the three of us stand together. My husband on the left, our son in my husband's arms and I am on the right. Suddenly soft tiny petals are sprinkled over us. We look up at the sky and wonder, wonder about this beautiful story. We still wonder wonder about the best part. I then wonder about our next story, about how I want to make him( my husband) mine.