I made a call home this afternoon. My grandma answered it, then my mother and father. They asked about things going on here, and talked a lot about their everyday life. I always listened and replied not often. Most of what they said did not excited me at all as usual, but I listened patiently and value all the time on the phone. I know they needed it, and maybe I needed too. I can draw a picture when the words came into my ear and my heart. Glad to heard everything good, even it may not be totally the same with what they told me. I know I can do nothing one thousand kilometers away, all I can do is to listen and wish them well.