In every country in the world, there are some days which are so special to all the inhabitants of that county. Here in my hometown also, there are these days that people celebrate them in a method that reflects the culture in the area. For example, the Feast of Lamb, when all the families slaughter sheep to sacrify one if the main Islamic actions. I think all people feel happy during this day; except me, I don't know this feelings as I don't meet any of my siblings. So, in this day I prefer traveling far from my hometown so as not to remember my sufferings with them. Beside this, the month of the sacred Ramadan that is known by exchanging invitations among families. For me since years, I haven't lived this situation. During it, I find myself sitting around the table just my wife, my son, and me. There are other days, when I consider them normal not like others, who keep calling each other and congratulating these days. In general, I now have got a normal view towards things that seem special to others. I always hope this situation will find another manner to be changed and I start living these day like other people.
