Coming to Singapore wasn't part of my plan when I started high school. While it is not a surprise too, because I knew someday I will have to leave home to carry on the journey by myself.

 

Every time I ask my parents if they miss me, they always tell me they have much more freedom as they are the only two in house and just don't be worried about them.

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But I still recalled my mom cried in the midnight before I left for Singapore, and the sigh from my dad. I knew this part of story because I could not sleep at that night as well. Departure was not easy for everyone.

 

Now it’s my third year in Singapore. Until now, I still cannot turn to look at my parents' faces when every time they say goodbye at the airport because I knew I would tear. 

But after all, life still needs to be carried on, and I know I will, with the memory of love.