Old habits die hard

Every early morning she blew a heart on the little window  beside her bed. Weather was cold, like every other day. She remembered she had this habit when she was five or ten. She would always blew her dreams every morning, say a prayer and kiss them goodbye. A belief she has learned from her mother. Today at 60, she still send her wishes and dreams seal them with a kiss and a smiling heart~

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A very well known "holly man" of a nearby town. Early morning at four he is awake to battle away his disease with  the "morning prayer". He never waned to go, neither sickess stopped him from walking long distances to the "mosque". At 4:00 he splash some cold water into his weak body and stride ardently with pride. A hardly gone habit from his mind ~

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She smiled at the letters she have received- admired patiently at the carved envelops, to the touch of papers and cards against her skin. Things she had always treasured. She kept the letters inside the box- this is when she left to answer the door. Saving her letters inside a box was always a habit ~

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He taught his children how to be honest and clear. Habits he have fed them earlier when they were four or five. Every morning, they gathered beside him for the telltale he would narrate. Every story had a lesson, and every lesson had a memory. Six boys at thirteen,  they still remember with faith how to be honest and clear!

We can always spare so many moments, even years for those we cherish and care.  We all know that we could expand, change or even forget.. but some special moments we never dare to forget.

P.S:  you never forget your first lesson- your first given advice or maybe the first thing you have learned or caught your parents do ...