In my life, there is almost none who cares about how I feel, how I think or what do I go through.

But when I go to see my family members and kids come around to ask me if I need a hug.

It hits me.

I feel like being an adult is so darn difficult.

When I babysitted my nephew with his friends and wanted me to play on the trempoline or to run in the backyard.

I dunno man.

I felt happy and just forgot everything.

This is why I want to be a father one day.

I keep the drawing the kids gift me.

I even got a bracelet that I wear now.

We draw stuff on paper on the dinner table and I even bake a cake that they all loved.

This moment, it was a privilege to me.

Priceless and I will never forget how much those kids help me to re-find my happiness.