Every visit to my hometown feels like a cherished holiday, a pilgrimage to the place where my heart truly resides. Returning to my birthplace always feels like a holiday, even more enriching than a vacation to any far-flung destination.
Yesterday, I embarked on an 8-hour bus journey to my hometown, 350 km from my current residence, for a special visit to my mom. She recently underwent an eye operation, and it was the perfect time to provide her with the love and care she deserved.
There's something enchanting about my mom's house, where I grew up, that stirs a sense of nostalgia deep within me. The magic lies in her lush garden, a haven of hundreds and thousands of plant varieties and trees, each with its unique story to tell.
Some of these botanical wonders are even older than me, while others were lovingly planted by my own hands. Every visit to my mom's house is a journey down memory lane, where I find myself reliving cherished moments and forging new ones.
As I settled into my bus seat, the anticipation of revisiting my childhood home filled me with excitement. The journey, although long, promised to be anything but boring. Nature offered its blessings through pleasant weather, making the ride more enjoyable.
Along the way, a much-needed 20-minute break at a roadside restaurant welcomed weary travelers like myself. Here, we indulged in scrumptious snacks and steaming cups of tea, reenergizing our spirits for the rest of the trip.
Finally, I reached my destination – my hometown, a place that holds a special place in my heart. It's a location I can't frequent due to the distance, making every visit feel like a cherished holiday.
Here, my mom has cultivated a botanical wonderland, a symphony of colors and fragrances that resonates with life and memories. The garden is full, overflowing with countless plant varieties and trees. Some of these arboreal residents have witnessed the passage of time, silently growing alongside the changing seasons. They have become like old friends, wise and steadfast.
Other plants, younger but equally cherished, bear the memories of my nurturing hands. They hold the imprints of care and love, just as I hold the imprints of their existence in my heart. The rich tapestry of this garden tells stories of patience, nurturing, and growth. It's a testament to the time, energy, and devotion that my mom has invested in this green haven.
My visit isn't merely a journey back in time; it's an opportunity to create new memories. As I reconnect with my mom and her house, I'll devote time to help her reorganize and clean a bit, a small gesture to express my love and gratitude. And beyond the housework, I'll spend quality time with her, sharing stories, laughter, and perhaps a few tears.
Visiting my mom's house is not just a journey; it's an experience that renews my spirit, reconnects me to my roots, and reminds me of the timeless love and beauty that reside within a family home, framed by the green memories of an enchanting garden.
Your mom's garden is beautiful.🤗 She must be very happy that you came home and on top of that you were able to bond while doing some gardening stuff.🤗
Thank you, @callmesmile! 😊 Yes, my mom loves her garden, and it's always great to spend quality time with her amidst all those beautiful plants. 🌿🌼
What a nice and touching post, where you are not only going to remember your time of youth, but you are going to, as you say build new memories.
Enjoy the trip, the plants, your mommy, your hometown and everything that life gives you.
Thank you so much for your kind words! It's indeed a trip down memory lane and a chance to create new beautiful memories. 😊
What a beautiful post, full of beautiful emotions, how nice to return to natal day and enjoy so many things together. Enjoy your stay there dear friend @rem-steem A lot of love for your mothers
Have a splendid Sunday
Thank you very much for your warm wishes! It's a special time spent with my mom and in my hometown. Wishing you a wonderful weekend! 😊
Wow, an 8 hour bus ride is long. It is almost like going to a foreign country. But going to your hometown is worth it. I guess growing up with a lot of plants and trees, I can see why you have your own mini garden in your house.
Yes, the bus ride is quite long, but visiting my hometown is always special. Growing up with nature-inspired my love for plants. Thank you for understanding! 😊
I relate to your excitement because I also feel it when I go to my village although I am not so far as you from the village and I can reach my destination within one hour. I hope you will enjoy your holiday well😅.
Seeing the plant's picture reminds me of my little garden in my village. I am missing my garden now.
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Thank you for your kind words. Visiting one's hometown is always a special experience. I hope you get to visit your village and garden soon! 😊
Wow! A journey back in time is a journey that brings us lovely memories. I love the way you were so excited going to your home town, I will be excited too. It is good thing you arrive safely and your mom's garden looks so greenish and healthy.
You're welcome! Indeed, hometown visits are cherished moments. I hope you get to enjoy your village garden and its beauty soon. 😊
Nice to hear about you going back to your hometown.
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I myself love to live in this kind of greenery and I keep visiting such beautiful places with my friend. By going one gets to see many natural sights and decorating one's garden is a matter of great joy for one.