I am pissed as f*ck! Soon enough my boiling point might burst out of control. You keep telling us that everything’s in place so we waited. We patiently waited. But you treated our patience at sub-par as if it was left unheard. Our will and devotion to the job is 100% but it seem to be of little importance to you.😦
I don’t want to continue on. I know how far this anger could go. Telling other people about my frustration could also add burden to them so I resort to just let the boiling flow here. Though my positive light is beginning to dim again. I should stop now and take a deep breath. Calm down, self. Calm down. I will try my best to keep this anger in its porous level. Then the little good things would soon come out of the teeny tiny holes in my body.
Having to endure this patience is half the challenge won, right? So stay with me even more.
Whatever is begun in anger ends in shame. ~ Benjamin Franklin
To the one who’s reading this from Tx,
Hello from the other side
I know you’re just there, checking on me, always listening to my feelings, reading me like an open book
I’m still coping, but don’t bother, I’m a mess these days. You know me well. 😄
Jesus will take the wheels, right?
So how have you been? Please always take care of yourself
I know you struggle with your health and problems too
Hey you’re one of the toughest out there
You may not agree with me tough man but sure you are!
Don’t worry about me anyway
I assure you I will be okay in time
Like what you’ve said, grieving would take years, if not, a lifetime for some
It would take time.
I miss you though
So much that once again you made me jot this down
It’s 0021 hours already and this blog is alive and loud
So tell me
Am I making sense here?
As if you would answer me 😄
Good night then.
I wish you well.
Until my next piece.
No wonder you won the ‘Queen of Hearts’ pageant for mommies back in the days. You had so much fun. You were so proud as you walk and own the stage wearing the crown that you worked hard for. But the truth is, there’s no need to compete with all the mommies out there because you already won our hearts. And it will take forever to decrown you.
You will always be my Queen, Mom. Your family and I miss you so much though. :'(:'(:'(
I love you from heaven and back. 💖💙💗
It’s been thirty-six days already since you’ve been gone
It’s hard to imagine that you’re gone forever, Mom
I know you’re up there sleeping with the stars😦
I miss you terribly can I hug you from afar?😦
Nothing could warm this heart drowning in sorrow
Like a mother does in wiping tears of her daughter😥
All seems fine with me but then again…
Still I feel weak and tired and I am not sure how I will get through a particularly depressing time. It can feel a struggle but it is with all His energy which so powerfully works in me.
Happy birthday, Jesus!
Lord, thank you for your covenant of love, that you are faithful and true and that in the cross we see your sacrificial love for us. Thank you that you rule and reign in this universe as King of kings and Lord of lords – abounding in love – and that one day we will see you face to face.
May we never take advantage of your abounding love, but rather continually praise and thank you for it and abound in love for you and for others.
Happy Birthday, dear Jesus!
Blessed Christmas, everyone!
You’re in the best place now Mom. You’re safely home. I love you so much. Rest in peace. Rest in His arms now, Mom. I love you.
My appreciation of you doesn’t need saying or any more writing.
I hope I brought colors into your soul as you also did in mine.
Take care always, my gentle grizzly.
The Bible gives us all we need to live our lives for God each day. But it won’t help if we don’t read and practice what its pages say. ~ Sper
I need a damn break from everything. I need a breather. Travel maybe? I wanna go some place. Somewhere quiet, away from the city noise, away from my daily responsibilities, away from this competitive world, away from reality. Just away.
But my ailing Mom needs me back quick. How can I fight for the weak when I myself is weaker?
Let me be weak for once, may I? Let me be loose and quiet, free and weird, lost and unimportant and nothing.
Hmmm, no wonder writers work alone.
But I do not want to be lonesome like them.
Hmmm, I will be fine. Just let me be like them for a day or two.
Lord, please help me. Take me to the place where I should be. Show me your footprints and I will follow.