I often here people reminiscing about the good old days with passion; I don't here many talking about the "good new days" with as much pride. I guess change is not easy to succumb to.Due to changes in our lives, we sometimes have to move to different places and leave friends and family behind. Even the smallest of these moves make a big impact in our being. One that I have marked, having just left hometown and university is how much I appreciate my friends and family. I have noticed that I'm more appreciative of the moments we had together, and I realise how much I love them. I'm sure I'm not the first person to notice that human kind tends to appreciate things more when they are gone. There is this girl I knew through-out my university life, we didn't get along that well when we were attending classes together. Our heads did not clash or anything like that, but we were just not close. Now that we've both relocated to different cities and we communicate electronically, we've become close friends. Which makes me wonder, what's become different in our personalities now? we’re still the same people we were mos, but what's with the change?(I like it though)Another case I've noticed is the appreciation people who believe and worship ancestors have on these people who have died. These believers spend money to do ceremonies to show their love for ancestors. I think it would be effortless and less expensive to just tell their ancestors while they were still alive that they love them. But hey if bayay'thanda why not!Now that I have notice this, I'm gonna try to enjoy every "good new day” even if it does not so good. And tell those I love that I do when I'm sure that they can here me, while it cost nothing to here their reply, when I'm not separated by miles from them.I'm out