Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Brussels sprouts back to me

Dear Bee,

  I must have woke up on the wrong side of the bed today with some crazy emo hormones running through me. Otherwise I must be bipolar - feeling so differently at every minute that you will be grateful that you are so far away now. It must be one of those days that deep inside me I am crumbling and all I just wanna do is crawl into a cocoon, snuggle and live in my world of bubbles and rosiness where everything is nice and sweet and fluffy. Yes, shut the world out. Shut out the reality that no matter how much I try to achieve, I still will never be good enough in some ways. And that no matter how great an advocate I may be someday, I still am daddy's little girl, gullible and naive, always wanting to believe that the World is make out of people who will be nice to us if we are nice to them.

 Today I ain't not that tough and I just want you to be here, to sing to me, and tell me your funny stories. As I wipe tears off my tear stained cheeks, I thought of those times when we used to sit and laugh for hours at the silly attempts to outdo each other for being funnier than the other. But as the images flashes across my mind, my heart aches even more. It makes me misses you and I cling on a tiny spark of hope - hoping for things to be how it used to be when it was all dandy and nice.

Sadly, the hustle and bustle of life has kept you away. Life still needs to go on even when one of us feels crappy. The world does not stop spinning on it axis just because I want it to. Time and time again, I keep coming back to this spot where I feel, I haven't grown up. I haven't become wiser through the years. I haven't gotten smarter through the experience and now, I am on the precipice of not knowing what's right and what's wrong anymore. I have lost all sense of wisdom. Today, I pray for the courage to accept the changes and the faith to believe that all things have to serve a greater purpose.

Love,
Me

Thursday, September 23, 2010

our first midautumn

Even when the leaves turn yellow and start falling, even when the nights get longer and the days are shorter, even when the temperature takes a dip and it gets colder, I know I have you to catch the falling leaves, to have and to hold during the nights, to laugh and chatter with during the days, and to cuddle under the covers during the cold nights, keeping each other warmth. Thank you for the lovely surprise. Happy Midautmn darling!