Every moment spent with her makes saying goodbye more difficult each day
Thursday, July 16, 2015
most productive yet
Today marks the most productive day of the summer (yet)! Going to the bank, washing all three toilets, ironing all the clothes, cooking dinner, doing the dishes... Having single-handedly done all these jobs made me realize one thing: Being a mother, being mommy is no easy job. For that, she's simply amazing...
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
July 15th
So many times I felt just like a burden; that maybe without my presence in this world, life would have been much easier for them; for him, that by now, he would have been resting...enjoying life. So many times I felt apologetic; I simply felt utterly useless...given that he's invested so much in me, only to amount to so little.
The past tense used above still remains in the present, because really, I still feel the same about myself.
However, a part of me will always hope that during these sixteen years, I have done him proud. Somehow.
If not, I hope I will. Someday.
Here's to 72 years, daddy.
And I'm sorry...for anything at all.
Happy birthday.
Tuesday, July 14, 2015
Until now, I still do not know just how it feels like to embrace yourself; to accept yourself and everything about you...to love yourself.
It's just so hard to... I know it is very contradictory for me to say this, given the advices I have given out to people to do just the same, hence I know how you feel. It's hard, it really is.
As I look into the mirror, I see a reflection of insecurities and flaws; I see clouds and shadows. This is the thing about staying home: I am given too much time alone; too much alone time to wander in my pool of thoughts. Conversely, in school, I am never alone, and these same, old, crazy thoughts would never haunt me.
I miss my friends.
I miss school...
It's been so long since I wrote anything here. But that doesn't mean you've been forgotten, blogger. I'll never forget you...you're my platform for the little voices in my head - Thank you.
Friday, July 3, 2015
The Longest Ride
"Love requires sacrifice, always" - The Longest Ride
A movie that has really made me cry... And then comes the questions in my head:
But just how can one love so deeply?
...what is love; how does it feel like?
Because I don't quite know anymore.
Sweet dreams, x
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