I have moved on somehow. But seeing the place where all the memories were left behind could open that wound again. I wish that I'll be strong enough to face the truth. That she's been gone. I'm going back to visit her grave and celebrate our birthdays. I know that she'd be happy. It just saddens me when I remember that after the success I'm having in my life, she's not there to witness it all. But somehow I have accepted the truth, that God needed her to be with Him in the place where sickness is non-existent, where there is no room for hatred, anger, selfishness, and the like.
Anyway, I hope everything goes pretty well. I've started buying stuffs for everyone back home. Ack! Money is gone in just a matter of minutes. Whew! Nevertheless, it is worth it.
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