Home Sweet Home

Posted by decem under Our Home.

Cola Bear enjoying the scenery…

There is nothing in my life that i needed most than a place i called home. What is life like without it? Everyday after a hard day, i will start to think about the love and comfort i felt all the time i was here. Even now, i think of it as luxurious.

At times i will retrospect on those years when i was 16, my family broke out and left me in the Boy’s Home. It was crazy spending 2years in a savage life without the liberty of my own. Quarrels and shits happen all the time.

Then finally after the 2 hard years i was being released but found out that my mum died and my father had gone into prison and sold away the home that i had lived since 5.

I have to admit yes, life was terrible back then. Looking up heaven asking why and seeing your hope subsides into the air. No other plans than telling myself for the 2 shit years of hardship, all i wish is to be at home. But it’s tragic wasn’t it? During the past when there were plenty of chances to stay at home for good, i’ d always failed. Then realising that i was being robbed away of my most fulfilling dream, make me wanna build a new foundation later on.

Cookie sleeping soundly…

So i did. After all these years of hard labour, the key that can only unlock a door is a key into the home of my heart. I can see my wife in there, my pets and my fondness of luxury. That’s why i love it.

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