Childhood + Parents..
I was just thinking about it today. This morning when I woke up, looked out the window, saw in the next building a father tickling his son to get him out of bed (nursery school, I guess).
It reminded me of the times my father used to do that to me.
He'd pull me out of bed by my legs, turn me around and carry me on his hips. Sometimes even up on his shoulders.
I remember him taking me for ice cream, jogs in the park, teaching me how to ride my first bicycle. I miss those times.
Now we're all distant and hardly ever talk.
What about you guys?
Just a random question & thought.