When I am lonely, I reminisce my childhood memories. I remember how my mom used to dress me up with beautiful dresses and treat me like her baby doll. She would buy a nice cloth material and have dresses made for me and for her that matches. I also remember, how I would jump on my dad's lap when he comes home from work. I would take-off his combat boots, since he's a cop, and I would massage his head.
I remember back then, that every summer, I would spend it with my maternal grandparents' house and I could still picture their big old house with antique grandfather clocks in the living room. I would look at it in amazement because it is bigger than me.
I would never notice that the time flies when I think about my childhood. I am one of the lucky people who have been blessed by love with people around them. I hope my kids would enjoy reminiscing the childhood that they have when they grow-up someday.
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