Homesick O' No

Despite all the fun,
I admit I am homesick.
A common cycle one will go through in a different environment '4H': Honeymoon-Homesick-Hate-Homesweethome.

Missing my mum alot.
A scene today when i passed by a temple, saw an old lady, probably in her 60s. Could barely find a black hair on her, could say all white. Me and my friend, both of us were looking around for directions. Happen to met her, showed a benevolence face with wrinkles and of about 150 height. Somehow somewhere i could find a resemblance of my mum. I looked at her closely, and the thought of that mother would aged like her one day killed my strong front that i have to put. I was secretly tearing out of nowhere. She just resemble my mum alot, not very much on the look but the way she talk to us and how nice she was.

Everyone ages, many know this but dont understand and i dont too. We can do all we want in life but there is a time limit to filal piety. I just think i am not a good enough son.

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