When I was sipping my cup of coffee on a rainy Saturday evening, I realized something about life. Suddenly, flashbacks came from the past. It took me a while before I realized it was just a dream. I woke up crying. That morning, I was able to feel peace. Everything was going well. Afterwards, I brewed my coffee. In the moist February, I reminisced the days with my husband. He was a father to my three children. All of a sudden, the memories disappeared.