The soul is healed by being with children.
I didn’t realize it’s almost two years since I last entered anything on this. Work and parenthood simply have gotten in the way and, before you know it, time had passed.
But, thankfully, the childhood memories we’ve crafted had been great thus far.
2016 brought us to a train ride to Bandung, spent time with their grandmothers, and culminated in a New Year’s trip to the Philippines.
My eldest son Neo moved to a better school and my youngest son EJ continues to hit milestones in becoming more expressive of his feelings and progressing with his education despite the challenges of Down Syndrome.
Recently, Neo’s school opened its doors to parents for an Activity Day where they showed what they’ve learned and some games they presented to everyone that stopped by their booths. It was fun seeing him with his school friends and fully getting into the groove of his new environment.
EJ, on the other hand, continues to demonstrate his own willful personality; often quite demanding as a boss, knowing perhaps full well that he will always receive attention. His brother Neo surprises me with his patience to his brother, amazing patience, one which I never had during my time.
It’s been a fantastic opportunity being with them during these golden years of their youth, the ages between 6-10, I suppose, where they are still very much in-need of my presence, attention, and guidance. But more so with presence.
I think I should post more often in jotting down my parenthood experience more often in order to record something that I may someday forget, somehow, with a particular event that could easily be forgotten.
Maybe someday they will get to read this. Who knows?
But if they do, I hope they remember their childhood with me with so much love and affection as much as I have experienced it in the past 8 and 7 years of their lives.
It’s the best days of my life.