Favorite Childhood Memory
Photo image courtesy of Dairy Queen
When my parents take me with them on a road trip to visit my sister studying at UPLB every weekend, they always treat me a cone of Dairy Queen Ice Cream before going home. I always look forward to the sightseeing there and eat my ice cream cone. Its nice to feel complete. Now, I miss it, eating the same cone is not the same as before. I enjoy eating it but not as like before. Maybe its the memory that makes it more delicious.