I really dislike people using that tone to say that I live in a condo. That's why I avoid telling people I live in one. So what if I live in a condo? Should I feel happy? Proud? For something that is not bought by my own money? I am proud and happy, for I knew the difficulties my parents faced to climb up from below average lifestyle. Now you see my family living in a condo, but do you know that last time, five of us squeezed and lived in a room in my grandparents' house? Do you know how poor we are last time? My father is just an apprentice of his relative, selling fish.. Mind you, he is the oldest son, with a great burden with so many siblings.

Furthermore, this condo is actually bought with the intention of investment, not for us to live in. It is just due to circumstances that we ended up living here. Now, many other people lived in condos too, so why keep saying me? It is such a common thing now. Not that I do not appreciate it, but truthfully condos rooms are small and I will rather live in a HDB if I could have my own room. Though there are benefits in a condo, and I have grown attached to parc vista as it is super windy here.

I appreciated their efforts, but seriously, being poor and living in one room feels very warm, with grandparents and cousins all around... when one gets richer, but are always not at home, I sometimes think that I will rather have a family get together and get cozy... Sighs, but I also appreciated the lifestyle with more money.... But sometimes.. just sometimes... I wished we could go back to that time.... Anyway, we are not that rich also, it is just I think a little above average lifestyle.

Thats why I love the time when I am small, where it is so fun with family and relatives. Everyday, I see my grandparents, where my cousins and I run everytime we saw my grandfather and laugh when we see our grandma. Where we always just run down to the shop downstairs to buy tidbits, and when my grandma being a doting grandparent, will shove money into our hands. Where my mum brought us to various activities and I ride on my dad and uncles's back. Stickers from my uncle would always stir a commotion among us, and with family outings to fly kite, picnics would always be so rowdy. But that is a time when we, my family and relatives are really really one big family. Now when we grew older, the cousins always have their own outside life and this type of life do not hold much appeal, for everyone has grown old, and what we once can do, now seems impossible for the thinking has changed and for some, they have no energy for this type of things anymore. There could never be a replica of those times..... which is what makes me cherished it more...

Now, we could not live in the past, but we could use those memories as a strength and faced the future, no matter what it holds....