time cannot erase good memories
Last week, I found myself looking back on my childhood and younger days as a sort of reflection during the Holy Week. Flashbacks! My thoughts suddenly returned to my birthplace – the place and the home where I grew up. This is a part of my life where I will always cherish the most because those days were my carefree, innocent, and free-spirited days. Aside from the wonderful upbringing of my parents, the challenges I have encountered during my childhood have made me a stronger person – someone strong enough to face life's challenges as I moved forward towards adulthood. an old photo from my childhood... another old photo with classmates... Today, even though I already have a family of my own and living far from my first home already, I am still happy that I am connected to my classmates, friends, and neighbors in the past. Thanks to technology and social networking sites, we are now able to keep in touch. Just even seeing pictures of old acquaintances from my hometown bri