Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Monday, December 06, 2004

I feel so stupid

For the first time I cried before he left
Some things really happen beyond our control. I tried so hard to hide what I feel, but it flowed. When her sister called crying, all the more I couldn't stop myself. It was suppose to be our first Christmas and New Year together. But duty calls. He reminded me to hide my sadness and just smile. Happy thoughts, he said. No email and no phone call, I replied. Sigh! Life must go on. It's just temporary.

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