My parents are trying to comfort me at this hard time when I am without a job. They are trying to cheer me up and keep saying that I am capable of many things. They believe in me as nobody else in this world. I spend quite some time with them, and I know that those are very precious moments in my life.
One evening in September I came to my parent’s house to read my e-mails (yes, I am still not connected to the world), and dad told me to stay a little bit longer because he would make the canapés. This is the result of his work:
The canapés were delicious!