What's love? There're several types of love i may say. My parents love me, I love them as much as they love me or perhaps more or less than that. It's uncountable. It's so complicated of my feeling now.
Met a friend of mine today. I was so sorrow and tough after meeting her. I was not from a very rich family. Nonetheless, my parents always afford us the best which we do not know when and how suffering they were in reality. They had never told us that they were fine or bad. Just asked us do carry on our stuff,keep it up, try our best for our future.
I appreciate every effort that they had given to me and my siblings. I'm so lucky to be borned in this family. Thanks mum and dad. Without them, there's no me. Today, I've seen a real example in front of me. Cant breath, I doubted why I was suffering, sorrow, down i could say. Tears struggling,yet I still manage to control my emotion whereas my mum couldn't control and tears finally rolling.
I pray everything will be ok for her. I blamed myself couldn't help her much when I was in Inti preparing for my RC. Called me yet I couldn't talked so long with her. I really am sorry about that. When you were not ok, I was not there for you.
I was ashamed of myself for why i was not borned earlier so that perhaps i could help her. Now the only thing I can do is when I'm in Inti, I should call her often while mummy asks her for a drink often here. And when I'm back, I'll ask her out for a walk maybe.
Sorry for everything that he had done to you. I can't do anything but to console you and be with you all the time. I wish I could share your loneliness, sadness, struggling, and even everything. Remember, mum has treated you as her part of life and you are as if her daughter. We welcome you back anytime with open arm. May God bless you in 2009 and in the future. Cheers.
Do not give yourself too much pressure and burden. There's a will, there's a way.