I only exist because this day happened.
Thank you, to the most wonderful Dad and Mum in the universe – you’ve dedicated your lives to walking this path together which many have considered giving up all too easily in the face of better things of that moment, choosing to believe, instead, in a future when circumstances were then bleak. You showed me what love was all about; no words would convey it better. Growing up in this family was the best present I could ever receive, if I deserved any at all.
Now, I know you are reaping the seeds you’ve been sowing for the 25 long years – let me wish you even more:
Robust health,
fulfillment,
and days overflowing with love, joy and peace
to last you a lifetime.
Happy Blessed Anniversary <3
Part of her doesn’t understand why the last few nights were spent brooding over something she already has the answer to, recalling the gaping hole she had unwittingly dug and the sudden realisation of that endless downward spiral jumped in her face so belatedly she has only enough time to halt her feet at the brink.
The other part of her sees and wavers with the the myriad of what-could-have-beens, but even then she knows no chasm that huge can be ignored.
Circumstances are just not being very empathetic.
Given a while to pull out of it, she will eventually come to terms that the only consolation to discover in this ditch is the normalcy that is bound to return in no time at all. Most definitely, she thinks.
Then that’s back to taking the path that leads steadily on, that excludes anyone else. It’s so disappointing.
Today it feels like someone put a hairdryer to my head, forgot and left it there, returning only afterwards with a bucket of ice to carelessly chill it. Equally tired lately, frustrated at the way things are going but I can’t really do anything about it and this very fact keeps me questioning myself about a million things, dreaming up alternatives only to be crushed by the weight of reality.
My head is spinning, still spinning.
Wow. That was some f-ed up mentaiko chashu ramen I had for dinner, equivalent to eating noodles from a bowl of plain porridge gravy (if you consider that gravy at all) had I not emptied the contents of the bottle containing soy sauce in it. No it’s not difficult to find out who has this on their menu; promise the shop won’t see me again. Needed to rant, is all.
