I'm so f***ing tired the whole day! I was late in the office. Again. My whole week was a total mess. And I couldn't get enough sleep...and I think my memory sucks! I was texting Tin yesterday and she was telling me the name of this person na classmate namin in high school. She gave me the name, well of course i remember the name, but I couldn't recall the face or how she looks like! I was trying to dig in my memory baka somehow maalala ko pero wala talaga! ...la lang, para kasing imposible na bigla na lang na-erase sa isip ko yung mga ganong bagay...Anyway, wala lang. Naisip ko lang siya bigla. I think rest lang katapat ko. I'm just tired.
It's over a year now since my mother has left (still I don't wanna used the term "passed away" 'coz it hurts)...still I don't feel like talking 'bout it in public or share the grief with my friends...it's not that I feel like they wouldn't listen or understand or even care...it's just that I don't wanna make it such a big deal for them or spoil the moments...it's just that I'm still angry inside. As much as I don't wanna feel bitter or something, but as i look back now, I think I am. She's the most loving person in the world and as much as the other half of my brain tells me I shouldn't be writing these, in my heart, it tells me otherwise. How could someone ignore the wonderful things that had left her broken... ...and I ended up forcing myself to grow up in a hurry...because most of the time I find myself needing her more than ever. And the whole thing controlled me somehow. I'm still struggling to be my old self. Sobra....
This is where I post all things I can think about. For the last four years of my life, I have learned so much about acceptance and forgiveness. I once thought that there was no life after my mother's death. People may come and go, but the time and significance they brought are more powerful than anything. So it's time for me now to celebrate the journey of my soul. I want to honor my mother by constantly bringing out the beauty life has to offer.