There are times...

There are times when I wake up, the weather is good and birds are singing loud out there. I feel like picking up a simple luggage bag and go honey moon with Jo. Then I look down, two little fellows looking at me, one just finished his breakfast and one needed to be spoon fed.

There are times when I walk on the street alone after work, the night is still young and people are gathering in pub having a good laughing time. I just feel like calling out my long lost touch girlfriends and have a good night-out. Then my phone rings, it's my boy. He asks whether I'm on my way home, and tells me he behaves well in grandma's house.

There are times when I sit on the bed, the house is quiet and it is still early for a day. I wonder how my life would be if I'm still single or married without kids. Then I turn to my side, my girl climbs over and rests herself on me, patting my breasts to tell me she feels safe with me around. 

There are many times I allow myself to travel into different phases in my life whether past or future, and immerse myself in my imagination. Sometimes I see wonderful images and faces, sometimes I don't. Sometimes I feel I will be happier in there, but most of the time I bring myself back to real life and appreciate what I have is already the best. And I feel loved...