Thursday, April 21, 2011
It's Easter and it makes me miss home. I miss going with my family to church. I miss choosing to attend the Catholic church on Palm Sunday and then on Good Friday due to their dramatic services that really makes one's imagination of what it might have been like run wild. I miss the singing in our usual church. I miss seeing everyone walking to church in white or in the their Sunday best and back again collectively looking forward to the big toona'i on Sunday and asking each other what the main of the day was going to be. I miss visiting the old people of the family and having a laugh with them. I miss what once was my HOME.