Lunchbox envy

When I was young, I envied over friends who brought home-made lunch boxes to school, wishing that I had the same privilege because mom was working in a land far far away (aka Brunei). BUT during the two to three-week break when she was home, I would feel smug everyday in school because I got to join the lunch-box group and show off my more ‘superior’ lunch box. (Read: mom’s a good cook).

Fast forward 30 years. Deja-vu. My mom wakes up early every morning to pack me breakfast/lunch. I’m feeling smug (again).