Someday, I will wake up in my own home knowing there won't be a deadline to living there. In the mornings, I will scramble to get out of bed to make breakfast (Eggs Benedict, muesli, would you like coffee or tea?) for my loved ones before they wake, so they won't go hungry at school and at work; I will do so happily and willingly.

I will take time each day to savour the simple joys of living. Hopefully, I also get to set up a new life library. I will read bedtime stories to my kids, allow them to draw and colour on their walls, and be loving through good times, through bad times. I won't repeat the same mistakes you made.

Someday, it will be worth it. All this time.