CATHERINE SMITH
As soon as I entered my apartment, I saw my children helping their grandmother take some things out of several supermarket bags that were scattered around the living room and kitchen. I was shocked by the number of things in our house, from food to sweets for the children.
Where did all this come from? I asked myself, standing still with my eyes wandering around the place.
"Mommy..." my boys screamed my name as soon as they saw me.
I snapped out of the trance I had gotten myself into when I saw them running towards me, coming to hug me.
"I'm glad you've arrived," they said with cheerful smiles on their faces.
My heart warmed whenever I came home and saw my babies.
"Are you okay, my loves?" I asked, giving a little kiss on the top of each of their heads.
"Yes, look
