Time

A couple days ago, I came home feeling defeated from a day's work. Right before I reached my house, I stopped at the corridor and stared at the purple and pink hues that was the evening sky and was consumed by a sudden flow of thoughts. Thinking, a few years from now I'm going to miss this moment, everything from this stage of my life and that even though I hate the 9-5, I'm going to miss having the financial freedom, I'm going to miss coming home not having to clean up after my husband or the two kids I plan to have. Because, at the end of the day, we only remember and miss the good things that have passed us by and rarely the negativities we felt at that precise moment. I don't remember the dreadfulness I felt cramming for examinations even though I most certainly hated having to study but I do remember the fun I had in school. And I know, this is how I'm going to feel 5, 10 years from now and that all negative feelings are fleeting.