I cleaned the house this early morning. I cleaned the living room, kitchen, the bedroom and the comfort room. Vacuuming the carpet and sofas, wiping the tables and walls, arranging the clothes, organizing the things to its proper places are some of the household tasks that I did. I have got into discovering the photographs of me when I was still young as I pile the books in the cabinet, getting those albums. I look over the different poses and my young face. I recall those days of wonderful memories in my childhood. Mama and Papa are there with my 3 sisters. We are so happy playing at the backyard. We took a swim at the pool as we travel from places.
I remember my mother sent me to school and she prepared food for us while my father is working in the office. Those smiles, togetherness, company and love dominates our entire home. And now, in my own family, I want to share that kind of growth to my husband and baby, David.
Pictures recall parts of the past that no matter it passes through ages, the memories are still there worth reminiscing. And it is all in our photographs.