How do people get to that stage in life, and still live it with so much zest and love for life and their partners?
A puzzle and an inspiration, that surely is.
It's Boxing Day - Saturday. The air outside my window, the one facing my churchie-youth-group neighbours' house is thick with BBQ-induced smoke. Half the Youth Group must've been invited to the after-camp get-together at their place today. It's a bit odd peering out my window and catching sight of some of those kids we used to take care of at children's camp all grown up now. Sometimes, I miss me summa' those days: of laughs, friends, acquaintances and small talk, and just bein' and chillin' at someone else's parents' house.
2 Comments:
harhahrharharh...
so happpi!!! so cute when the ah ma stumbled onto the chair.
heeeyy i remember we used to stay over your place so often, the whole yd group! and we all wanted to own shoes by the brand of chipie right???
Hello Ms YH,
Yeah, those bygone days. When we were all young ah-lians. Chipie leh!
And now we are just lao-lians. Sads. Where does all the time go, man.
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