Pattern

Written on August 6, 2009 – 7:58 am | by admin |

Patterns exist in every childhood. Eating warm oatmeal for breakfast, waiting for the school bus in going to school during weekdays, and attending mass every Sunday.
The thought that I once broke this pattern make me laughed at my self now everytime I wanted my kids to do the same routine again. I still remember when I was a child, I seldom eat oatmeal for as long as I eat a nutritious food, mother is not worried with my health. I only attend mass on Easter and Christmas because I know that I am wearing a new dress, and let the service of the school bus fetched me when my elder sister was going with me. I guess, the only thing that stands out most in my younger years was when every other Sunday, we used to go out with our father riding in his old green ford truck while singing his favorite old songs in going to the farm.
And I want this pattern to be experience by my kids now just to let them realized how lucky are they to have such a wonderful family like I had.