Little drops, big mood š§
When I see the rain, memories from my childhood come back.
Watching TV while my mother is preparing breakfast. Weāre waiting for the news about whether we have school or if classes are canceled. Weāre eating togetherāmy father, my two sisters, and I.
And now Iām watching the raindrops from my small veranda room, alone, reminiscing about all the memories I had back then.
It was a good thing we had a simple life back then, with no gadgets at all. We had an old TV and shared happy stories, especially during blackouts when there was no electricity. We enjoyed the moment by telling real horror stories from my grandmother.
The windows were open because there was no electricity during the rainy season, and it was so hot. My father would always stay outside to keep all of us safe.
Life was so nice back then. If there wasnāt a typhoon, we could go outside and play in the rain with our friendsārunning around, throwing mud, and just enjoying the moment without thinking about any problems
And now Iām with friends from different nationalities, currently working abroad. Iām enjoying the vibe with them, but it feels different.
Guess Iām growing up. Haha š
Glory is all His āØšš»š¤
