Last Saturday, Shadiq brought over the HMS book and ask us the whats and whos in the book. This started us on the path of memories....
We went through Shadiq's baby pics and how I still remember holding him in my arms, small and cuddly, cooing and bubbling with laughter, tears and smelling of milk and all sorts of baby-smell...now he is the big bro, looking so mature and though the babyish streak is still there, we still adore him as our firstborn baby...he is the darling of the family.
Lil bro is the sweetheart of the family. Going thru his baby pics, we remember most how 'soft' his cries are and how fragile and tender he looked. Apparently he 'shed' off his babyish streak faster than big bro was and he is also much more louder in terms of crying and shouting.
Then we started to go thru the wedding pics...aaahhh how time flies, its already 5 years into our marriage and there is still this long road ahead of us...Herman just turned 31 and he looked so much more older then...we talked about our first date and how we meet, the friends we have and the things we went through together.
Then I pulled out my pics and it got me even more remorseful...how I missed those days, going for practice, making new friends who shared the same interest and passion as me, performing on stage (glory days at Victoria)....now I still got offers and invites to perform but its a big NO from Herman. How I spent so much time at practice that Herman practically declared to everybody his fiancee doesnt need him anymore. Those days are my most memorable and it was really an exciting moment for me..its like something that you wanted so much and never wanted to let go.
My biggest regret was not being able to dance for this show (cant quite remember now) coz I got married and was pregnant with Shadiq then. But I nearly cried when I watched the performance later...even now any performances would set me thinking back of those times. Well, we have our moments right and this is mine.
'sigh' but no point crying for the yesterdays. What is important is now, what I have now and what we are building for the kids....we have our memories, our regrets but that is all in the past and what matters most is the present and what we dont know is the future...
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