I won't be the lonely one.

As for Easter Sunday, our family usually doesn't do anything. This time around, my mother wanted to visit some old relatives. And so, being the chauffeur, I accompanied her to these visits. It turned out to be very conversation driven. Mother was looking very relaxed and was having a pleasant time catching up. I didn't speak much, but I was the topic of conversation 1/4 of the time. Asking me, "are you seeing anyone?" without having a chance to answer because mother interrupting with her own answers made me embarrassed and irritated. She tells these people every little detail of my encounter with girls, making it seem much more fascinating than it is. But I did find one line clever that was given to me from an elder as an advice, "Having a really gorgeous girlfriend usually does not end up being yours."

Listening to them talk about the golden old days were interesting, but I wasn't too happy when the topic turned to my father. All the relatives have been telling my mother and I that I look more and more like my dad, even my voice was becoming to sound like his. I don't see it, but then again, I don't really see anything.

My mom said one thing today that was really unexpected and it surprisingly gave me a warmth feeling inside that I haven't felt in a long time. She was telling the elders about our Grand Canyon trip and how she was looking at one of the pictures that a tourist took for us with my camera. She said that it felt like seeing a photo of the past, a photo of my dad and herself when they were dating.