I felt joy spread inside of me as two boys walked ahead, their arms around each other. Most days, they would argue, snarl at one another, boast of their accomplishments or fight over the silliest of things. But seeing them together now, that invisible bond among siblings was plain to see.
We crossed what to them seemed like the longest bridge. It took far longer to get from one side to the other, simply because everywhere they turned their eyes was a playground to frolick on, discover, and tickle their fertile minds.
Big brother has lately shunned photographs. If he agreed to having his picture taken, it was with some annoying pose. So it came as a complete surprise when he requested that I take pictures of him and younger brother. I knew his artist’s heart thrilled at the sight of columns and boxes and colors and textures.
Giant yellow hibiscus or small dainty flowers caught his eye as well. He remembered baby sister, who is always fascinated by them. Oh his mischievous heart was alive, carrying out some prank or another. But his eyes gleamed, and his laughter rang. It was a swell day…
In daylight or at dusk, the skybridge held them in awe. They can run back and forth, straight or zigzagging their way, exploring every nook and cranny possible.
Goofing around...
The few hours we spent at SM North Edsa were precious… and priceless. I can replay them in my mind, hear their chatter, giggles and laughter.
And as we walked towards the parking lot, my heart almost lodged at my throat as I had two sets of arms wrapped around me.
I had all the thanks I needed… What can I say? I go for cheap thrills.
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