So I've been thinking, :S... well at least now my thoughts are more organized than how they were when I was younger. I used to start thinking about one thing , then connect other things to what I was thinking. But then I'd think about other things that were somewhat ralated to what were linked to the thoughts I would think when I first started thinking. Finally my chain of thoughts were completely unrelated to what I thought in the first place. Not a good thing.
But today I was thinking how much I miss myself. I would remember times that were completely lovely, and others that were painful. But in all it was a beautiful story. One where the main charater does not have a happy ending, but had a heck of an adventure. I think that is how I describe my life, one wonderful adventure. There was times that still make me sigh, like the time I would go to visit the ocean along with my Dad and Mom. We would ride on the metro, then take the blue line all the way to the Airport. Take a bus, where I would sit in the middle of my parents lap. He'd start conversations with us with his very elegant voice. It would go well with his red collared Polo shirt, black dress pants the unforgettable Ray Ban sun glasses. My Dad was in style, and mom, well she would never leave the house without looking very beautiful. She would wear an emerald sun dress, pair it up with pearly white heels ( a must!) and a brown leather purse. Her hair was long and shiny, pulled back in a bun with decorated pins. And I, I had a white dress with dress up socks...where there was this cute frilly thing in the top and bright red glitter shoes . I hated it when I was small, but now I just think I was adorable! Anywhow, we would walk about 15 minutes to Redondo Beach Pier. The first thing we would do is go to the food market and restaurant and order fried shrimp, crabs and fries for me. As my mom was ordering dad and I would go and look for a good spot to sit. This was one of my favorite parts because he would always let me choose where we would sit. He knew already that I would choose the 2nd floor to the right of the entrance because it would face the shore and all the pretty boats that arrived to the pier. Soon we were cleaning up the table and helping Mom out setting up to eat. I would hear them go on about things that I never undestood, but they seemed lovely anyhow. Next it was time to go for a walk around the pier, another favorite. I always walked in front of them, looking and being amazed at thie things that were around, like the funny blowfish that was displayed in a window, I kind of wanted one to take home with me. There were many restaurants around, I was never able to eat at the Fisherman's restaurant, or something like that. It was all the way up the stairs of some store and it had a guy in a yellow rain coat and rain hat and big bushy beard. So we went along and walk on to the new boardwalk kind of nest t the burned up one. We saw many fishermen trying their luck at little ones. I was soo curious once that this old guy lend me his fishing rod and gave me a try at it. I was a bit shy but my Dad encouraged me on to try anyways, in all I had no luck but it was fun. Soon we walked all around the pier we arrived at the Fun Factory, this was by far my favorite place because it had everything you could ask for. From games to rides, it had everything. My parents would get a ton of tokens to play at this weird machine where you had to shoot at the quarters and make them fall unto the funnel and win. I would watch patiently and wait till they finished because then it was my turn to go to the spinning ride. Soon it was time to leave, but before we left my dad treated me to some face painting that was located just outside the Fun Factory. There was a chart displaying all the pretty drawings that were advailable. My favorite was they little mermaid drawing but it was about 4 bucks, ( somehow I figured out that it was more expensive then the little moon with the star that was only $1.50) it's a bigger number than 1. So I always chose the moon and the star, my Dad was fine with my decision. Althought this time it was different, I couldn't make out what was going on behind me but all i heard was some whispering and a nod from the girl that was about to face paint me. I felt the cold brush agains my small face, swaying from one side to the other using colors that I was unfamiliar to. I kept figuring out why it took so long this time, usually it was some 3-4 minutes to do up the moon and the little little dot that would make out a shiny star in te distance. When she was finished she gave me a mirror, and to my surprise there was a red haired girl with a purple top and a green tail that reached the end that meets the earlobe of my face. The Little Mermaid! I think I cried a little because it was the best surpirse my parents gave me. My Mom looked very happy and my Dad gave me a big warm hug. So before we left we went to the seashore, and I sat between my parents to watch the sun hide under the blue horizon. My mom took a picture of my Dad and I with my Little Mermaid cheek. I still have it back home hiding between my old picture chest at my cousin's apartment. Lovely times, I wish they would come back and stay. I think that my life paused there, at the sandy seashore of redondo beach with my family. My Mom , Dad and me. If i could go back this very instance, it would be at that moment where My dad and I took that picture. Just for the simple reason that it was the most happiest day of my life, I was only six but I remember it all the days of my life. I never thought that 3 years later it would all disappear. That day everything was all right, my parents were in harmony and the senceless conversations did not hurt one another, but were filled with laughter and smiles beyond my dreams. Fo that day I felt like nothing was missing, I had everything I ever loved and valued. My Mom, Dad the sun and the sea. Now I just wish that someday in the future my husband and children would enjoy their life as much as I did. It was beautiful. So, that's what i was thinkin today... <3
