Once upon a time it was a nice warm summer day in my old country in my mom's town where I was visiting with my husband and my 2 small children - 3 and 6,5 years old.

We spent almost the whole day at the river, swimming, talking, sun bathing. We were on our way to my mom's house. The gentle rays of low evening sun were almost like a giant kaleidoscope created by big crowns of old trees growing along the steep river bank.

We were walking up the hill, my yonger son was tired , my husband took him on his shoulders, and I was holding my other kid's hand. I was full of such peace and happiness that I thought: "I will remember this moment as long as I live, I will never be more happy than I am now." And I did. That moment lives with me forever. The day, the emotion, the happiness of it. I can think of it and recall it to the smallest details. It was truly the happiest moment of my life. Forever.

The best thing about my family is that we know that we have each other’s back. We remember that we all are living this life to face everything together.

The support, love and affection you get from your family is the best thing and I can’t ask for more.

When you can leave for office without any worries, be it the house or your kids, it’s something that relaxes one part of your brain and you know that you have to handle the stress of the office only.

Family plays an important role in our lives, and having an understanding and supportive one is certainly a blessing.

I have a great sister in law as well who is loving and caring.

We all celebrate birthdays and anniversaries together. I am proud of having such family members who make me feel relieved of all the stress in their presence.

While my dad and sister were always fighting and yelling was common in my house, I was the good boy to both my mom and dad. Nevertheless, we still had many great moments as a family, despite my sister being 6 1/2 years older than me. Once she moved out, we still had great memories as a family of three.

The warmest memory of my entire family was actually an annual event we had in our backyard in Saratoga, California from 1963–71. We had an amazing backyard where my dear sweet Grandma did amazing gardening that helped us have apricots, peaches, plums, nectarines, oranges, apples, tomatoes, and among other odd things, a pomegranate tree (more like a bush).

Everything sprouted amazing fruit every year and our sour and sweet cherry trees were our favorite and the birds’ fav too! So, our backyard was often the scene for special events and the Fourth of July every year was one for not just my family, but some of my friends and my sister’s friends. Dad and I would go to the fireworks stand and purchase a huge package that was good for probably an average of 40 minutes of fireworks. It was a big deal and I had friends come over to enjoy the spectacle each July.