She looks forward to every festive season.

Her hunched back, the wrinkles on her face and her trembling hands have been the traces of weariness that followed her for the past few decades. She led a simple life- waking up every morning, going for work in the nearby coffee shop as a dishwasher, returning home only during dusk. It has been a routine for her to the past 30 years, ever since her children left her to work in the city. She looks forward to every festive season, when she will finally be able to reunite with them. And she sat on the armchair and waited, her pair of eyes filled with disappointment and loneliness, stared at the front gate...
Chia Wen