Is it true that time really heals? As the 100th day of mum's passing draws near, the feelings of loss and pain did not seem to ease. In fact, they seem to summount as the days go by.
I am thankful that mum has been showing up in my dreams. But at times, I could not really tell was it just my anxious thoughts of her or did she really came into the dreams.
It is ironical to realize (or see its great significance) now that, in her absence, that how much she had accepted each and everyone of us as who we really are ... how much she has brought joys (& of course her draggy persistence) and equilibriums in us with her presence.
As the kids listened to their new favourite hits by May Day ... ...
。。。
最怕回忆突然翻滚
绞痛着不平息 。。。
突然好想你
你会在哪里
过的快乐和委屈
突然好想你
突然锋利的回忆
突然模糊的眼睛
Now that she's no longer here, each of us is doubling up to help one another to pull up and get the acts together. We shall see each other live through this pain and loss ... a promise we each gave to her.
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