It's that year of 1999. The cultural foundation was the "It" place for school trips. Those spacious hallways, we used to slide our school shoes on that soft and colorful granite grounds, fountains splashing on the right and lots of libraries' with its glass doors peaking at us on the left.
Everything always felt giant to me back then, maybe because I was a tiny little kid.
I remember at one of our school trips, we were waiting for our bus, when a fancy Mercedes pulled over in front of us. Two girls appeared out of the car, I saw them being very tall, wearing black abayas and high heels; things that I've yet to be able to wear.
I remember saying to myself: that's how I'm going to look when I'm 25 years old. Knowing that, 25 seemed like a very long time to come.
Today. I'm 25 years old, that age I was eager to live came as easily as all the years before it. I still look the same.
It was all in our imagination to feel like grownups, truth it, we change slightly.
Except, this year will always be very special. It's the year I felt those kicks, As I type this post, I trace the movements with my eyes and wonder, is it true I will experience a kind of love, only a Mother can feel?
Our little peanut will soon smother our life with Jam and Cream.
And that when I felt, I get to live my childhood all over again. And grow old gracefully too.
Everything always felt giant to me back then, maybe because I was a tiny little kid.
I remember at one of our school trips, we were waiting for our bus, when a fancy Mercedes pulled over in front of us. Two girls appeared out of the car, I saw them being very tall, wearing black abayas and high heels; things that I've yet to be able to wear.
I remember saying to myself: that's how I'm going to look when I'm 25 years old. Knowing that, 25 seemed like a very long time to come.
Today. I'm 25 years old, that age I was eager to live came as easily as all the years before it. I still look the same.
It was all in our imagination to feel like grownups, truth it, we change slightly.
Except, this year will always be very special. It's the year I felt those kicks, As I type this post, I trace the movements with my eyes and wonder, is it true I will experience a kind of love, only a Mother can feel?
Our little peanut will soon smother our life with Jam and Cream.
And that when I felt, I get to live my childhood all over again. And grow old gracefully too.
1 comment:
I had goosebumps when I reached towards the end of your post. Beautifully said, soon inshalla you will be graced with an adorable baby and your life will be filled with joy and happiness.. Allah ygawemch bsalama <3
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