A sunday morning, I was sitting in a cafe having bf, waiting to serve at church service. 2 tables away from mine, there are a family sitting. The mother is braiding daughter's hair that caught my attention. They looked alike and both no expression on the face. Suddenly, the comb went to her eye and she began to rub it. Mother annoyed and stopped. While waiting, she started combing her own hair. Little girl keep rubbing until she finished. Then she picked up her little sister's book playfully. Mother combed her hair again. To most people, this is nothing special. But I am attracted to the nature harmony. Never once, I felt so comfortable to be with my mother. With her touching or being served by her, I was always anxious or even panic. Perhaps I long for harmony with my mother. Not only her but all my friends and family. Perhaps this is what I am missing for my whole life to be complete!