Good old times
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Written by Christine24 31. Jan 2008 09:48 AM
Last night I went to bed crying thinking of my mum. There is a song I listen to that reminds me of her and the things we used to do together. We were once very close, she was my best friend, I used to tell her everything, we used to do everything together but now that has gone. In a way I sort of feel guilty but then I keep reminding myself that I have tried my very best to speak with them and heal our relationship. Last night I prayed and prayed for my family, for them to see sense and somehow look through their stubbornness and talk to me again. It feels like a dead end though. When I need my mum's advice or need to hug her and tell me everything is going to be ok, I don't have it anymore.
Me and my dad used to go out almost every weekend together. We used to go for walks almost every afternoon, we used to do the gardening together, I used to help him with his business, we'd go and have lunch just me and him and talk for ages, we'd used to go swimming together and the beach together. He'd always go fishing and I'd either surf or swim but we did it together. Movies was with my dad. We went to the city so many times. Once we went to Star City Casino and I was on the ferry on my way there. I took him out for lunch and I was sitting next to my dad on the ferry and I squealed because I was so excited to be with my dad having an awesome time. Dad used to tell me stories of his school and when he was growing up. Dad was one of my best friends, I always wanted to marry someone like my daddy.
I wish I get all this back one day, one day before it's too late. My parents are my world. I love them more than anything. I miss sitting outside making all of us coffee and talking. I miss the cuddles I got from mum and dad. I miss mum and dad's cooking. My dad used to make pasta bake and I didn't like it though I never complained and ate it because he made it. One day he taught me how to make it, it was so cute.
I know some of you don't understand how I feel or why I feel this way even after all I have been through with my family but regardless of what age we are, we always need our parents and family.