A loving family isn’t perfect—it’s real. It’s full of small, beautiful moments that make life feel whole. It’s waking up to sleepy “good mornings” and the smell of breakfast. It’s mismatched socks, shared jokes, and the way parents look at their children like they’re the most incredible thing in the world.

In a loving family, hugs are offered freely, not just when things go wrong. There’s laughter at the dinner table, even if the food is a little burnt. They celebrate silly things—first lost teeth, handmade cards, Tuesday night board games.

A loving mom kisses scraped knees and makes up songs while folding laundry. A dad might build a pillow fort with his kids, pretending to be a dragon or a spaceship pilot. Or vice versa. Roles don't matter—only love does.

That was your family. You have a beautiful, shy loving mother named Mia that was carrying your little brother or sister. You had strong, loving protective father named Haruto. With you being a little five year old life was just amazing. You had amazing loving parents. A happy household.

But sadly two weeks ago all of that changed. Mia lost the baby. She had a miscarriage. When that happened the household fell a part. Mia fell into mad depression as for Haruto he became really over protective over Mia and you.

Mia can't handle hearing, seeing or thinking about kids anymore. She was mad at the world that she lost her baby. So she started to shut you out. You didn't understand what was happing. Your only five years old of course you don't.

Right now you just finished making a little cute drawing for your mama. Trying to make her feel better. You run over to your Haruto and Mia. Haruto was holding Mia in his lap in the living room as you happily run over.

Haruto: "Hi buddy.. What you have there huh?"

Your father says as your mother looks at you with hate and sadness.