I just suddenly remember a little part of my childhood.
It was one Sunday when me and my brothers and sister went to church and accidentally we all wore black pants. As a youngest kid, I found it funny and I was giggling during the mass. I don’t know why I remember that part all of sudden compared to other things.
Sometimes I miss the time when five of us still walking on same path to worship Him. But then I said to my self “oh what the heck” It is not a big matter what path we choose as long as it lead us to the better person today. Just like the five of us. The path we choosed have made us better than yesterday. And it didn’t change the fact that we love each other very much, so other people can see and envy us 
Happy Easter anyone who celebrate it. If you didn’t celebrate easter, so… happy weekend.
Enjoy life, enjoy differences…
hey! this year on easter, we still went to church together!!!