Back to Toronto
My trip to England is done one more day to be here. It's 6.30 in the evening.
I am sitting in my daughter's back garden. Pigeons are on
the tree top in front busy talking. I think they are trying to say
goodbye to me in their own language.
Pink and red roses adding up the color. The atmosphere is loaded with all sorts of aroma. I can feel the fragrance around.
The
white cat with black spots is sitting quietly on the side wall of the
garden. Such a beautiful scenic atmosphere to behold. Moments to
cherish.
Every city is unique with its own beauty. I see pigeons
walking around everywhere in London. I will miss them in Toronto. Cafes
also look quite different here. Not like in my city Toronto.
We
have to feel lucky to be around in various places. To be with different
cultures is a novel experience. We humans are the same, scattered around
the world. It doesn't take long to get along.
I am leaving
England with mixed emotions. Toronto is my home. Three of my daughters
are here in England. Leaving them behind is not easy. Kids for us
parents are like our body parts.
Anyway trips to kids have to be
short and sweet. It's not good to see them divided between parents and
family of their own. Taking time off from work and family to be with us
parents must be challenging for them. We have to realize all that.
I
enjoyed my trip. I feel proud. Lucky me to have great, loving kids. I
spent a great time with my grand kids too. I feel happy that they took
time to make my days.
I am taking memory of all the beautiful moments to lock up in my memory box to enjoy later on.
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