The next three months passed in a blur of familial warmth and quiet reflection.
I spent my days immersed in the comforting presence of my mom and dad, their love and support a balm for my weary soul.
After completing my recent book within a week of returning home, I decided to take a break from work. I explained my situation to Lila, my understanding editor, who agreed without hesitation.
My days were filled with simple, cherished moments.
Dad and I, who once had our share of disagreements, found a newfound peace in each other's company.
We no longer fought, our bond growing stronger with each passing day.
Mom, always the heart of our home, filled our days with laughter and stories from the past, weaving a tapestry of memories that wrapped around me like a warm blanket.
Karim and I stayed connected through video calls, bridging the miles with our digital touch.
