When I was
younger my mum used to take me for a walk through the park that’s near my
house. It wasn’t a long walk, actually now that I’m older I realise how short
it is. At first when I was around eight or ten years old we would go to the
park and sit on a bench to talk about school or family issues. But when I
became older the walk became longer, we would go through the park and walk a
few more blocks. It was another neighbourhood I guess, because the houses
looked slightly different from ours.
It was a
very simple walk but something that I really liked about it is how we used to
take those walks around 7 PM in summer, so it wasn’t so hot and the sky had
that orange/pink colour that always puts me in the mood to go outside and
breathe some fresh air. Another thing I remember about those walks is that my
mum and I would talk about where we would go for holidays while eating an ice
cream. Now that I think about it, my favourite part of that walk was the person
I was walking with, I only see my mum on weekends and those walks are a
reminder of how much I enjoy being with her. Lately we haven’t gone for walks
like we used to do before but that’s completely understandable considering we both
have been busy on weekends. The last time we went for a walk like that was when
I was around sixteen years old, now that I’m almost twenty I think I have so
much to tell her (like how much I miss those walks). Anyways, I hope we repeat
that very soon.