a sentimental day
Looking back, I have been told, is never a good thing, but once in a while I find myself having the need to look back thirty plus years, just to escape the complexities of today’s world. The funny thing is, as my mind reflects on most of my amazing childhood, I subconsciously or perhaps just by pure accident come across online photographs which, I could have sworn, were taken from a time during my childhood. You see my parents, along with the entire clan on my father’s side and sometimes my mothers went on picnics in the mountains of a place where I was born, but back then I had no idea how precious those days were, I simply took them for granted and played about without a care in the world. Fast forward to my adult life and the need to escape the daily chaos, I spend a good amount of time reflecting on those amazing moments and when I come across a photograph which reminds me of that time, I add it to …