|Dad and Mom|
It was so fun visiting my parents (last summer) who live in a small beautiful village surrounded by hills, mountains and river flowing down on the other side. Spending time with them for the next few days gave me much needed peace and joy I've been longing for. My parents always make sure that we are fed well whenever we come home. Today, seeing them wrinkled and growing old, it breaks my heart. I cried silently and wipe my tears to see those strong hands who once hold me and pull me when I fall are getting weak and shaky. It almost hit me by surprise because I've been too occupied with other things in life and didn't realise that they are growing old each new day. Today, they are no longer as invincible as I used to think when I was a small girl. They're like a child now. My summer with them turn out to be a great reflective moment for me to PAUSE and prioritise myself in the busyness of this life. Grasping on the fact of mortality and passing of, I was humbled by this reality of life and make me eternally grateful to God for their lives. I thank God for choosing them to inspire me and touch my heart. I will always remain my dad's girl and my mother's little champ...
Below are some of the photos and moments captured during the last summer in month of May (2016) with appe (mom) and appo (dad)...
|Cherry tomatoes in their garden...|
|Mom watching over her beloved ginger plants...|
|On their way to the farm...|
|Way to the farm! Yayyy|
|Dad with his favourite PEN from London gifted by his other daughter Shemaika Anelo...|