what God means by me

I believe, when God created me, he privileged me from the worst corners of a life. I've never lost a parent, never been shot by an accidental bullet over an army base wall, never been diagnosed as leukaemia. In my understanding, it means that God wants me to feel with and help the others in those disasters I was privileged from. The law of conservation of mass. I am situated here without the worst pain in order to share the others'.

I know this. I cannot help knowing this.
God eliminated jags of rock on my road to walk, but he has given me a lot of pricks in my heart. So, when you cry, I know what it feels like. See? I am meant to be the one to comprehend this world of sadness and the people living in it.

a motherless home

I haven't felt this way for a while.
Being home alone makes me miss mother.

There is a lonesome scene: I keep watching the clock, and wait for mum to come home.

And one old repetory: Eating at grandma's table doesn't heal my mummysickness.

I fancy a sweet cozy home where my mother welcomes me from the snowy outside.