Missing those days

How I am missing those days when we used to travel from a mere four hundred km to a thousand to and fro per one trip in one weekend. Those weekends we travelled from Hulu Selangor to Manjung for two years when Ita was in form 4 and 5 (2006 and 2007). Then also in mid 2006 until mid 2007 we went to KMPP in Bernam to visit Ucin. That was more than 300 km one way from Hulu Selangor. Worst still (for a span of one year) we moved nearly 1K when Ita was in KMK in Changloon because we continued to go to Kangar to visit my father when he was still alive. Those were really the days. I really missed the driving with him. Someting we enjoyed doing together.

THOSE DAYS

Suddenly you just realized the school holiday will be over by next week. Somehow I missed those days. The time flies really fast. Where did I go during the school holiday?

Well I can't help thinking I missed those moments when I used to go to Seri Manjung, Perak to Bertam, Pulau Pinang, Changloon, Kedah. Those days were over. The kids are young adults now. How I missed those time. Something like you don't accept the fact of life.

Since Ita left KMK that April 2009 we never go north anymore for our monthly activity. In fact we don't have any programme whatsoever. All those events were decided on the spot. Kangar once again seems very very far to go. Last year we visited Kangar for my father almost every month when we had the trip to KMK to see Ita. Those lovely happenings. Why I still like to dream?