I Missed...

Received calls lately from my Aunt who have been watching me grow, taking care of me during my primary school days. Although the call was not for me, but somehow, when i hear her voice, i felt sad.. very sad.. She sounded so nice, so gentle, so motherly, so aged...

Time really flies..

I missed the days when i have to wake up as early as 6, preparing to go to her house...

I missed the days when i wack my gor gor's butt as hard as i can, while he's still sleeping soundly...

I missed the days when i send rachel to her kindergarden lessons...

I missed the days when i fight with my gor gor over steamed egg and fish...

I missed the loud voice of my uncle who now sound so fragile...

I missed the journey with my aunt when she will accompany me to school...

I missed when i playfully over-squeezed body cream on the floor, making my gor gor fall...

I missed the days with them...