|珍惜那个对你好的人

Last month I went back to my parents home in Britain on a vacation.

On the flight back, I couldnt help but thinking about the egg tarts^{1 from the little backery across the street.}

Its my childhood favorite.

Sure, you can get egg tarts these days in almost every corner of the world.

But none of them smells or tastes like the ones from that backery, at least to me.

And when I went through the front door into that old house where I grew up, that smell was there welcoming me.

My mother said: Ive just bought your favorite egg tarts. Come and have some.

Her tone^{2 was not really joyful3, but neither emotionless.}

What was in it was the warmth^{4 of a family to which you can always run back when you think youve had enough out there.}

And I was suddenly full of tears in that moment.

Cherrish those who treat you with pure love. You dont get a lot of people like that in your life.

Everyone of them is a blessing^{5 .}