The next night, he came home, unlocked the door expecting to get angry at mom again, to his surprise, she was sleeping, tucked in bed. He should have been happy, but for some reason he frowned. It was sadness, should have been relieved that she is finally not up till late. But, he was not. He felt the missing, felt the need, felt her care, love and affection.
You realize the greatest pleasures and joys only after you don’t get to experience them anymore.