Dear Papa,
It has been 3 years since you went back to the loving arms of God. I am at peace knowing that you are with Him. I wouldn't say that I am happy but thinking selfishly, I wish that we were given more time.
Papa I see your traces everywhere I look. There are a lot of things I wish I could say to you. I miss looking into your eyes and say 'estiopek'. I miss your hands, your voice, your advices, our story telling time, our 'walkings', our bonding, your hug and most of all, I miss hearing you say you love me.
I have lots of things I wish I could tell you right now. Papa, I am sorry if it often cross my mind that I don't need teaching in my life. I am sorry if I thought that you're correcting my mistakes just to humiliate me. I would give anything and everything to hear your advice on how to live my life. Papa i just realized that the more I grow up, the more that I need your guidance. I came to the point where I would look up in the sky and ask silently all the things that I wanna ask you. I often think, what would be your opinion about things and about my decisions. Papa even if I know that you cannot physically see what I am now, I wish that whatever I am and whatever I'll become that you'll be proud of me. I wish people could see that I am really your daughter through and through.
Papa I never thanked you enough on how much you loved all of us. You are the only person that I know in this world who have the capability to love as much as you did. Thank you for giving us your best and for being my superhero...for being much more than that. I thank God that i was born to be your daughter, because He gave me a father who loves me unconditionally. You are and will always be my first love. And I am going to make sure that i would let my future children know how amazing their Lolo's capacity to love people. I am hoping that I could somehow be like that.
Papa I know in time we will see each other again. I'll be able to see you eyes, your smile and hear your voice again. And when that time comes, we have eternity to talk about things and let each other feel how much we love each other. I am looking forward on that day. I love you Papa. You are always in my heart. I will always and forever be a proud Papa's girl. Estiopek Papa and I miss you.
Inah
Friday, October 09, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
the outsider...
i tried pouring my heart out to him...but he didn't seem to understand...
i've always thought of all the things that's been bothering me a lot lately...i've been thinking of the instances where i felt that i am an outsider...even to my own family...they seem to have this bond where i don't belong, this special tie that i don't fit in...
no, this not just a mere teenage angst..i am way too old for that...but something about everyone at home makes me feel that i am not welcome, that i am not part of it...
i have always been afraid to ask how come they always get the best while i get the excess...or of what was left over...i always think, maybe there will be my turn...but so far the waiting has not been worth it...they still get the best...and i still have the left overs...i am too scared to ask why do i always get the least in everything...it's more than just the things that they have...but even in the most minute details...i always get to be last...
haven't got the courage to say that i want more...that i deserve more...but i guess i still need to look in me and find that courage...
i've always thought of all the things that's been bothering me a lot lately...i've been thinking of the instances where i felt that i am an outsider...even to my own family...they seem to have this bond where i don't belong, this special tie that i don't fit in...
no, this not just a mere teenage angst..i am way too old for that...but something about everyone at home makes me feel that i am not welcome, that i am not part of it...
i have always been afraid to ask how come they always get the best while i get the excess...or of what was left over...i always think, maybe there will be my turn...but so far the waiting has not been worth it...they still get the best...and i still have the left overs...i am too scared to ask why do i always get the least in everything...it's more than just the things that they have...but even in the most minute details...i always get to be last...
haven't got the courage to say that i want more...that i deserve more...but i guess i still need to look in me and find that courage...
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
procrastinating...
i've been delaying things lately...hahaha...i know right...but am good with it...am cool...sabi nga ni janjan at ni joms...petiks lang...hahaha...
am not rushing into things...just letting the chips fall where they may... ;)
thanks for bringing hard core rock into my life again babe...hahaha...had so much head banging and encore jamming with your buds...had lotsa fun...we had lotsa fun...
and as you always say...since day one...we don't need to thank each other...as long as we're happy...as long as we're both cool...
being in a chillax relationship makes everything lighter and easier...i had too much drama that's why am just ready to unwind and get away from it all...
baguio...here i come... ;)
am not rushing into things...just letting the chips fall where they may... ;)
thanks for bringing hard core rock into my life again babe...hahaha...had so much head banging and encore jamming with your buds...had lotsa fun...we had lotsa fun...
and as you always say...since day one...we don't need to thank each other...as long as we're happy...as long as we're both cool...
being in a chillax relationship makes everything lighter and easier...i had too much drama that's why am just ready to unwind and get away from it all...
baguio...here i come... ;)
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