It seems that as time passes even the simplest things makes us really happy. I am happy whenever I am with my kids and happier when our family is complete. My heart overflows with joy with the simplest gesture from my kids and husband.
I would love to keep the rich moments to my memory but I don’t want old age to muddle it. Somehow I want to post it here for posterity (or until it is allowed to have it’s place online). In my last birthday, I did not expect anything fancy from my family. We just hurdled the usual financial duties for the kids’ education – school fees and everything upon enrollment. So I told my husband I wouldn’t mind if I’ll have a small cake only on that day.
When I arrived home, I was happy that my kids stayed late so they can greet me. Their greetings were more than enough to fill my heart with joy and contentment. More so when my son sheepishly gave me his gift.
wrapped in pad paper heheee
It was so simple and yet he made it for me thinking that it would make me happy. And that thought alone made me very very happy! So very happy! I hugged my son soo tight that night, I hugged my kids at the same time so nobody gets jealous, ‘coz I love them equally!
