All my life i never stop believing and hoping that one day our family will be together once again. Since i was a child i never experienced that my family are complete.
Growing up with my grandma , uncle, auntie, mama brothers and sister was a little bit different compared to my friends. My life is full of drastic, joy, fun , play, pain, sorrow and happiness. My life is full of bad and good experiences, i think everyone have good and bad experiences but i could say mine is a bit different. I was been maltreated by my auntie and it became worst when i went to college but i forgive her now. It took so long to put a space in my heart to love her again and forgive her, all i thought i couldn't do it but with prayers and love of God i was healed. My father left when i was young and i have two half brothers. But he came back when i was in high school. i was so happy that my parents are together again. My brother was my best friend i was his listener and best buddy. My eldest brother was always been forgiving and never hurt me and my sister i love her so much.
My mom she's a noble woman, she's not that perfect but my love for her is perfect. I never hate my papa after all, i love him and i was so happy that he chooses us.
When i was young i always wished and prayed everyday that my family will be perfect and papa will come back. Yes, my wished was granted, my papa came back but things wasn't perfect as i wished. (off course i was young).
But now, i am an adult, matured, and beginning to see the real world.
I was thinking that what if my mom chose to marry again to another man and never accept my papa.
or what if my mom chose not to be with my papa again. What if ? I am not sure what life would i have. maybe peaceful and better. Whatever in my mine right now, maybe it is because i am sad that my papa and my brothers are changed in not that good ways that i expected for. I am sad they are hurting my mom.
But in total i am blessed and happy. Nothings makes me happy but the good life of my mom, my grandma , uncle, nephews, niece and bothers and sister and papa too.
I love my life, yes, the Lord gave it to me and designed these things happened in my life.
It's ok not to be ok, sometimes.
-petchie-
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