Today, my sister came over, it was her day off, and she decided to come home to pay a visit to mum, dad, and me of course. It's been a year and a half since she got married and moved out. At a certain point the house felt so empty, now that there's only 3 members left in the house. Me busy with school, dad with work, mum with.... er.... er.... with whatever she is busy with nowadays.
However when she came home, it felt as though she never moved out, everything settled back into the old patterns, conversing with her is still as enjoyable, although now she goes home at the end of the day.
It made me yearn for the days when i could just grab her to go running (erm... make that jogging) with me around the estate. To go pasar malam to jalan jalan whenever the oppurtunity presents itself. Nowadays i only have my mp3 player to accompany me on my jogging rounds. and i dun bother with pasar malams anymore, it just does not feel the same going without her.
But i think there comes a point where everyone has to grow up and stop living in the past. They have, and now so should i, it's time to grow up, no matter how daunting it seems.
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