And so while other kids were BBM-ing their parents, I was literally waiting by the mailbox to get a letter from home to see how the weekend had gone, which was a little frustrating when Grandma was in the hospital, but I was just looking for some sort of scribble, some unkempt cursive from my mother.
Sehingga ketika anak-anak lainnya mengirim BBM kepada orang tuanya, saya menunggu di kotak surat untuk mendapatkan surat dari rumah agar tahu bagaimana akhir pekan berjalan, yang sedikit meresahkan ketika nenek masuk rumah sakit, tapi saya hanya mencari semacam tulisan, dari ibu saya yang tidak rapih.