Clinging to a memory

It’s been a while since I last updated my blog with my latest happenings. It took alot of procrastination I confess, that it just reached a point that I totally forgot about a life that I had linked with this vast void.
Then today- with just one feeling, I instantly returned to the page I almost kept in  the index of my oblivion.  Now I am starting to compose my thoughts again to share it with whoever will come across my blog.
I’ve been missing my hometown very strongly lately and I thought that was it. I thought there’s nothing more than that feeling until I felt it today.
I followed my sister Madon’s link and it led me to the various montage that she’d made in the past. One of them was a collection of old childhood pictures from my two nephews and nieces. Oh I started to miss them so much that I just started crying and sobbing *Thank God my husband’s at work*.
Why I am feeling this way?

I looked at the pictures again and still I cried. Not only did I watch them grow. I was there molding their character while they were growing up.  And now I realized I am just so far away to actually be part of their lives. But more so I cried because I realized that childhood is such a beautiful part of a child’s life but it’s just so fleeting.  In a brief moment while I allowed myself to be drawn by my thoughts while looking at those pictures, I remembered how it was like holding a beautiful baby in my arms…. the baby scent…the coos they make when indulging in a babytalk conversation with me. I am still lucky because I made memories with them though they may not remember it, but still I cried because I know I won’t be able to bring back the times. I cried because when I go home to visit them, things are not gonna be the same as it was.  I love you guys!  I love you Meikue!