Well I know I’m not alone having the feeling of missing my past life…
My younger years with my sisters and brother .. together we play,laugh, argue or compete for attention
Going to school with white socks.. wearing my uniform
Playing with cousins.
Running outside the rain making paper boats.
Going out swimming with my parents..
Dining together ..
Taking care of babies at home.
Being fetched from school or wherever I am.
CLimbing up on a tree at my grandpa’s farm.
Taking nap and leaning my head on my father’s shoulder.
Pulling gray hairs from my mother’s hair.
Waking up because of the loud music as father turns on the stereo while dancing with cha-cha
Dancing together with my father and sister.
Mother teaching me new songs while strumming the guitar.
Father and mother helps us with our homework.
Father guarding us with our male friends.
Mother and I baking cake together.
AND THERE ARE LOT more ….
With the memory we own .. how thankful I am we can look back and smile with our past.
