Blog Title: "The Rabbit from the Moon"
I wrap the worlds of people I know around my hand and carry them on my back. And yet, it has gotten to the point in which I have lost my own world. I have lost "myself". And in this moment we call Life, I try to look for myself. I do not like "myself" but, I cannot be anyone else. That is why, at least I can try to accept the me who is imperfect.
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My dear girl, the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through.
If when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don’t interrupt to say: “You said the same thing a minute ago”… Just listen, please. Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same st
When I don’t want to take a bath, don’t be mad and don’t embarrass me. Remember when I had to run after you making excuses and trying to get you to take a shower when you were just a girl?
When you see how ignorant I am when it comes to new technology, give me the time to learn and don’t look at me that way… remember, honey, I patiently taught you how to do many things like eating appropriately, getting dressed, combing your hair and dealing with life’s issues every day… the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through.
If I occasionally lose track of what we’re talking about, give me the time to remember, and if I can’t, don’t be nervous, impatient or arrogant. Just know in your heart that the most important thing for me is to be with you.
And when my old, tired legs don’t let me move as quickly as before, give me your hand the same way that I offered mine to you when you first walked.
When those days come, don’t feel sad… just be with me, and understand me while I get to the end of my life with love.
I’ll cherish and thank you for the gift of time and joy we shared. With a big smile and the huge love I’ve always had for you, I just want to say, I love you… my darling daughter.
Life is a journey, not so much to a destination, but a transformation.
Looking back doesn’t it sometimes feel like our richest times come right in the midst of our hardest?
To hurt and to celebrate with each other, no matter what were going through.
And transformation is tough, and we dont always end up where we think we will.
Patient: “The world needs flunkies.”
Thirteen: “What kind of feminist…? We can have anything!”
Patient: “No we can’t. We can aspire to anything. That doesn’t mean we can do it. I would rather spend my life close to the birds than spend my life wishing I had wings.”
Jealousy is the art of counting someone else’s blessings instead of your own. Ask yourself this: “What’s something I have that everyone wants?
Sadly we,as humans, we cannot change this ugly world.
Whether you are a saint or whatever you say that makes you sound like a good person, Corruption is born within all of us regardless.
Corruption is released into the environment and is automatically or is slowly destroyed.
Corruption is like a drug sometimes and…
There isnt a person out there who hates or dislike (hey even babies hates/dislike things sometime).
But luckily, as humans, we have the power to change our ugly selves at least ^__^