What an eventful week it has been, as I scrolled through my phone photo gallery in the quietness of the night, the faint breathing sound of my loved ones echoed ever so gently, signalling me to rest my eyes and dream away. I guess that's what mamas do, it's been a long g day and you're not ready to throw in the towel just yet and surrender to rest.
We just had a crazy past weekend with my younger sister getting married to her best friend and my parents just flew home yesterday.
I can't tell you how homesick I have been lately, and I still do, but I'm thanking God that my home tank is filled. I realise the more I grow the more I feel attached to home, and it feels like a little child missing home from a camp retreat. Only for me, this isn't a camp.
Just earlier this week we were out for lunch and as we waited for my papa and my sister shopping for some bedding stuff, I was nursing the little boy while watching the little girl play with some young promoters for a children's game. My mama, she being a mama just decided that I was having a bad hair day and swiftly took out her comb and started running her hands through my hair.
I remember sitting there holding my little guy and almost cried. Almost. I can't remember the last time my mama did my hair like she did when I was in primary school. It's true, time flies and there are so many things we think we'd be doing still for a long time and before we know it, we couldn't recall when was the last. Those few minutes slowed down my inner world and made me reminisce and recapture my childhood memories. And so, I quickly took out my phone and snapped this photo to remind myself, time is fleeting, so enjoy it while it lasts.
One of the things I'm really thankful for is to see my parents enjoying their grandchildren. I can't help but beam with joy whenever my parents are around, because not only do my siblings and I get to enjoy lots of loving, my babies aren't spared from it! We get lots of hugs and kisses and just being with each other.
I love seeing my parents loving on their grandchildren, and I can't wait to see my siblings have their own little ones and have them enjoy being smothered with lots of love from their grandparents.
Because of the little ones, I get to witness the different side of my parents that I have not previously seen. It's true that parents love differently when they become grandparents. I've never seen my papa being so gentle and smiley as when he plays with my babies. The way his lips curve up to form the biggest smile, and the baby sounds he try to make just to get their attention.
Those moments make my ovaries explode.
I can't wait to see my parents again, and for all of us to gather together. But for now, when they are home, I'm grateful for my siblings who are around. We try to meet at least once a month especially when my brother is back. And with my two newly joined brothers-in-law, the fam just expanded with more awesomeness.
If you're reading this and it makes you feel homesick, call home. Don't wait. 'Cause in the end, the ones closest to your heart are the ones that matter. Never take them for granted.
Sending you lots of love and hugs. 💞
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