Monday, July 06, 2009


Sometimes, no matter how cheesy, irritating, unwanted or unnecessary, we want to hear it. We want to be reminded why we are loved or if we are loved at all. I think it's one of the common misconceptions these days: we don't say what we feel, when in fact it's something that some people badly want to hear, because we're too busy/embarrassed about it.

Surely 5 years ago I was not the same person I am today. Nor 10, 4, 3, 2 years ago. Who is anyway? I was a kid (yes I'm still premature that way) who will never admit to anybody how special they are to me, in my life. Even my grandmothers are two of the most unfortunate people not to even hear from their granddaughter how much she love them. My bestfriend, my closest friends.. I loved them in a uniquely sort of manner, keeping it all inside. Love, appreciation, gratefulness, admiration, all bottled up inside. But I can say this, times really are a-changin' and it too, has a wonderful way of softening one's heart. I dunno if it's old age. Definitely not at my age. Maybe it's wisdom finally creeping in after all those years wishing of having it. Or maybe it's love being reciprocated in many ways you have never imagined.

Whatever it is, I'd still like to have it 20, 30, 40, 50 years from now.


ponkan said...

pst. happy ninth!

i <3 u! :*

Marye said...