When it hits me, I stop, stand, close my eyes, and smile.
It was quite cool when my family walked out of the lift today and all of us enjoyed the wind for a moment. Dad wanted to sleep at the corridor where the breeze was so nice. Mom fell over laughing when I imagined the neighbours finding him outside the door. "Some fight you must have had to have to sleep outside eh?"
I like my family. Yeah.
But well... yeah.
This is going to be the last month we stay all together in a long time. If I get into hostel I'm gone till May. And then I want to head for India for a month. By then, Marianne would have flown off to South Africa for her own take at missions, just as I had done at her age. So we all go our separate ways.
Come to think of it... It's like army again- staying away from home, seeing them just 2 days a week. It's been 10 months since army ended. Hmmm... when I look at the future there's a little sadness at the parting. But I'm glad for these 10 months. I've probably never been so close to my sister before.
I love her.
I guess I'll never realize what I have till I remember what I didn't.
PS: It's 1am. As I'm typing this she's playing some emo music on the piano. The song goes- "When God made you, he must have been thinking about me."
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