…I can hop into my three zero with full of forgiveness.
With, still, a big question mark on top of my head, I would like to apologize and to forgive whoever had made me misunderstood by an important soul in my life.
Things can never be the same again.
With some tears, a smile, and some relieve, i’d say…Happy birthday to me.
I hope I can divert it and make it a happy celebration.
…but I just did.
I haven’t been crying because of a man for a long time, but today I can’t help myself but to let it burst.
Too many questions but not a single answer.
I am in a lost mode.
My uncle just passed away two days ago. He was 75 years old.
Leaving his beloved wife that he married 55 years ago, I can see the emptiness in her soul. My auntie stayed calm behind her wrinkled skin, but her eyes spoke that she misses her husband very much. I don’t know what was inside me that made me understand her feeling so well.
I was not crying while I saw my late uncle’s body been covered in the plain white clothes before his final journey on earth, but I did cry seeing my auntie sitting down speechless looking at him lying on the floor.
It’s the love that I saw. The missing.
I know she was already missing her husband…
I wonder what else love can do to human being. It can definitely change people. I am waiting for a love that can change me too…
…is that I am way too independent until I want to buy my own diamond ring.