there is always something to do! and even though i never think i can finish, i eventually do. everyone eventually finishes. whether on a good or bad note.
speaking of time, i did some time traveling with my brother about a month ago!
we visited all our past homes. it was quite a sentimental trip, especially since it was right before I came here. hehe
-my first home (bike riding, park, sesame street, christmas, coco, plants, rice krispies cereal, barbie workout, flower rings, bathroom punishment, awana)
-my first school (miki, nobles, first day of school, red hello kitty backpack)
-my second home (first visit to korea, mom/bagel incident, alfred golf, scabs)
-third home (barbecues, snakes, trampoline, basketball, lizards, piano, buick, oppa's first driving lesson, yoomin unnie, yanghee unnie, world cup, september 11)
-my fourth home (pretty furniture, green carpet, piano, projects at home, southlands graduation, walking with parents, stomach, 8th grade washington d.c., new york/canda family trip)
no pictures of Montefino :(. heuk.
i wish i could remember more things. it's weird how i remember certain moments in time. i can literally remember the whole setting and who said what. like my first day of school of kindergarten, when umma cut her finger, when umma and i peeked through the window during oppa's first driving lesson, and so much more. i wonder why some memories are so much clearer than others.
ayhyooooo~ reminiscing seems endless.
God does seem to weave everything, everyone all together.
