I have been living away from my home since 1995. Ten years. I left home since 10 years ago. A quote from Garden State "the house you grew up in, is not your home anymore?" That is almost accurate to my life. When I was little, my mom used to organize Christmas parties for the Christian children and usually it rains. I remember. Even when we had financial situation with my dad's business going downward, she managed in keeping us occupied during holidays. Remembering the house I spent my first 12 years gave me the best memories. The 5pm play time with a neighbor’s friend at the playground was unforgettable. Marble games with neighborhood children, the thrill on a bicycle and the anxiety of kite flying, the loud fun filled fire cracker 'war' during Chinese New Year and everything seem so big. There were no worries, no second thoughts and just plain good fun.
And now at this moment I missed it. It's not the house or the people in it. The thing that matters was the time spent doing something fun, with comfort and safety or was it the memories that make a home more worthwhile.
Watch Garden State if you are before 29. It does mean something somehow.
1 comment:
Hey dreamer boy,
I totally agree with you about feeling sentimental for the past, when life was soo much less complicated and the future is what it we want it to be. Perhaps naivity has its advantages...every challenge is surmountable. But with each passing experience, we become that bit more jaded and cynical about what life has to offer. Sothank you fro writing this posting and reminding me to live a littel and be naive a little. It is nourishing for the soul!
cheers, u r a good sport!
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