sweet childhood

My sweetest memories are those of my childhood – priceless.

Nothing compares better than having to wake up in the morning without any alarming thoughts of school, lovelife, and responsibilities. You’re plainly waking up without any pressure forming in the start of the day/ all is easy-breezy. You’re a kid.

All you need to do is obey mom and dad when they say finish your meal, take a nap in the noon time, and don’t mess up in the living room. Then at night, mom sends you to sleep with your favorite fairytale story from an all-time favorite classics book. Haah… my childhood. I miss everything about it.

Back then, my grandmother would buy me the toys I want. She would also let me eat all my favorite food. All I need to do is ask. I was and still am my grandma’s favorite and companion (everybody could tell).  However, I’m also as close to my parents.

My heart is closer to my father, as a child among my parents. I’m a “papa’s girl”. I remember father arriving from work, bringing me home crayons of set of 8’s almost every day. The crayon box was wrapped in Manila paper material. I was always excited opening it, even if I already know what’s inside.

It never fails to give me happy thoughts every time I remember my younger days riding my father’s old Kawasaki motorcycle. I am riding the tank, father’s driving, and mom and my younger brother Jasper sits at the back. We always stroll around town that way. I could roughly remember the breeze striking my face and that adds exciting.

Mom and I share one thing in common even from my childhood – we love beautiful views and houses. Mom often buys magazines of beautiful houses and house arrangements. I browse them too. Maybe it’s no wonder we both have the love for home so much. I don’t know if it’s because women have softer hearts. Among the family, most of the time, it is the two of us who loves being with the family most of the time. I know my father loves being with the family too, just like us.

Another thing I love about my childhood is the family (all my relatives) bond we had. In the case of my mother’s side, we don’t have our annual reunion since my great grandfather died. I don’t know if that only the reason, but things between the family are quite different now. We still see each other, but not that often. 

In my father’s side, we see each other annually, mostly December. I am always happy to see them. Specially most of them have come from far places like Manila and Koronadal City. Some of them came from abroad. I’ve been the youngest girl cousin for more than ten years, and I love that I have many ates and kuyas.

My favorite toy when I was a kid was my doll house. I don’t have it now to pass to my daughter, because I’ve already passed it on to some other unfortunate children. I didn’t know then that I would have a child too soon. I should’ve kept it for her, but I’m going to buy her, her own.

I adore everything about childhood. And now that I’m a mom, I want my child too enjoy her childhood too, not grow up so soon like me. Childhood I’d say, is one of the best miles of my life.