Empty Rooms

As you might not know, I've been sort of living alone. My siblings moved out a long time ago and are living in three different areas of the south bay. My dad has been in the Philippines since, I believe, December 29th so it's just been my mom and me. Well.. my dogs too, of course. Their home is our backyard.
Anyways, I basically live upstairs where my parents rarely visit.

Today, I forgot there were two other doors besides my room and the bathroom. I realized they haven't been opened in quite some time. To be honest, I was kind of afraid to open them because I thought I'd find something that might not have been there before... or maybe someone. The rooms were dark and dead.. but, in away, so is my home. I wondered if home was supposed to feel this cold.. colder than standing outside. Over time, I realized that having a big home has its advantages and disadvantages.
..It must be hard for my parents.. for any parents in that matter.. I mean being away from their own parents, siblings and cousins for so long 'cause they're so busy trying to build a new one.

Well, no matter what.. With or not with me, they're still there.