Now whenever I go back to my hometown, the greatest chills hit my skin and I am consumed by humongous amount of negativity. That's mainly because everyone is still grieving upon the lost of my late grandmother. (Al-Fatihah)
I can feel everyone is growing up so fast, and everyone is moving out day by day. My mother ask me, Ija are you considering migrating to another country when you're older?
Wow, mother. I've never thought you would even ask me these questions. However, I actually did consider working or settling in another country. Just that something about that question weakens my desire to grow up. Maybe I sorta get the traces of loneliness that my mum has. I don't know.
To add to the already melancholic story that I'm telling you, my aunt, who's overly attached to my family, she was my chauffeur my babysitter and basically my second mom. is moving to Klang Valley. Well that only allows the situation become more gruesome.
Everyone is growing up, and soon, no one is at home.
I'm a family person. My parents are my priority. Although at times they don't get me, but they are the coolest parents ever. Trust me.
"You only have several years to spend quality time with your children but you're busy keeping the family together and working at the same time. I wish I'd spent more time with my kids. Now they are all leaving, straying from home. It is sad. The house lost its 'shine'." - My mom.
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