Perfect Time

"Lasagna, sweetie" her mom replied. I smiled, because it was my favorite.

"hmm.. yum.." i kissed her cheeks and she smiled at me and kissed me on the forehead.

"why don't you go and prepare the table. Your dad will be home shortly and the food will be ready by then.

"okay mom" I said while taking out plates and utensils from the drawers.

A few minutes later my dad came home. I went to greet him by the door.

"hi dad, how was your day?"I kissed his cheek when he entered the front door. my little brother run down from the stairs to greet my dad with a hug.

"it was fine dear, uneventful" while ruffling my little brother's hair. We made our way to the kitchen where mom was just about to take out the cooked lasagna from the oven.

My parents greeted each other with a kiss.

leaned in the hallway facing them and smiling at their interaction with each other. You can see the love in their eyes and their smile to each other made me smile as well. I love my parents.

They are my inspiration.

I always imagine myself having my own family, a husband who loves me like how my dad loves my mom.

A tug on my sleeves disturbed me from day dreaming. I looked down at my little brother who is staring at me with amusement in his eyes.