Destiny, The Memories The Past

As I sit here on this very same swing that she sat once upon a time ago, as I sat a long time ago I rekindle back the memories from the open box of memories that surrounds the house. I could still remember the sound of her dragging footsteps and her cane against the floor. However, those are the beautiful memories left of hers for me to remember clearly now.
As I entered into the hall I remembered the days I used to dance around when I was small turning round and round only to fall down altogether from being dizzy. Now, I can see my nieces and nephews chasing each other laughing and screaming playing with each other. How did it all turn to memories? How did everything reach to this, the future I used to wonder about.
The living room brought me into a deeper memory, where cousins who was unmarried in the past slept like sardine in a tin laid in front of the TV. Those were the days, morning of raya, and my grandmother would walk in to the dining room connected with the living room asking me to keep it low.
Those were the days where laughter, talking people and cries in the early morning filled this very same house, the same sound I hear today accept today she was not here to witness this.
However, today would be the last time this house will be filled with new family members, the sound of voices talking in the background. I am lost, for words to describe everything that surrounds me.