I miss opening surprise gifts from Mama and in return, Mama waiting for her gift from "Santa".
I miss the mornings of December 25 where Papa would always wake me up with his stories of how I was born, and him fixing the windows.
I miss Lolo Kito peeping on the door, checking whether the "kids" are already awake.
I miss eating at home without me having to wash the dishes but Lola Febe doing it instead.
I miss my childhood. I miss my family. I miss them so much.
I miss being embraced and hugged by Papa. I miss having late night chit chats with Mama. I miss cleaning Lolo Kito's nails. I miss Lola Febe's pride everytime she comes to know of the little things we do.
As I build my own family, I hope to build good and lasting memories for my children too.
