My heart skipped a beat each time the sound of your vehicle approaches.
Excitement. Joy. Longing. all mixed into one gigantic bursts of innocent cheerfulness.
I would drag my little feet and went on to my usual hiding place; it was either the restroom or behind the dining table.
Wrapping my arms around my knees, I'd attempt to curl up into a ball as tiny as possible, and expectantly waited for you to show up.
My ears picked up the familiar thumps of your shoes as you walked closer and searched for me.
And of course, you'd find me. And no matter how many times we played this little game, the surprised look on your face never failed to amuse me as a kid.
When you found me in my hiding spot, you'd act surprised and opened your arms to invite me in, picked me up and showered my cheeks with kisses, to which I almost always responded with a cringe because the stubble on your face bothered me.
You were the most intelligent person in my world. From science to politics, how in the world did you store up all those knowledge inside your head? Anyway, you were a living Encyclopedia who never ceased to fascinate me.
You remember that beautiful park around the lake in Hanoi? I will bring my kids there in the future; to the same spot we went to. And we will ride our bicycles or skate around the lake together. And we will also go out to eat crabs regularly and make plenty of visits to the bookstore.
My kids and I will do these things in the future to cherish and honor your existence.
There hasn't been a lot of memories, but maybe God made it this way so that the few memories that are left can easily stay on the back of my mind as if they just occurred yesterday.
Regardless, I miss you and this has been the hardest change, but I think I'm starting to come to terms with it.
Maybe we'll meet again somewhere, sometime. And when it happens, make sure you pick me up with your arms because in spite of everything, I still want to feel your stubble on my cheek again.
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