Family is one of the precious gift on earth. They said.

But I think mine is rather different.

Today, i went to church. One of the happiest and sacred place on earth.

But i never thought going to the church would be that painful.

Why is it painful?

I went to church alone, while watching happy and complete families beside me.

And you know what I said to God?

"Please, i need a family"

If there are broken families, mine has the facade of a whole and happy family yet it's truly broken from within.

My family is like a broken puzzle that needs to be assembled.

But in order to assemble the puzzle it starts with picking up the broken pieces to make a great picture.

And I hope one day, all the broken pieces will be assembled together in order to be called a family.