We hadn’t spoken in months, but he still remembered all the tiny details. Like my plans to holiday in China and the fact that I stayed in church late on alternate Saturdays. He reminded me of how blessed I was to have an older brother who cares for me, and seemed to be even more… Continue reading Untitled 3
His eyes get lighter every time I see him. Cataracts can’t be nice to live with. He grumbles to go home and frustrates the nurses with his restlessness, but still finds it in him to cheekily tell R to put her finger in the fish pond for them to eat. Walking exhausts him, but getting… Continue reading Untitled 2
The thing about falling in love is that you don’t. Well, I don’t. The stories always speak of it as a rush to the head or the swell in one’s heart, amongst other things. When you fall, you realize it happens. wowmygosh I tripped oh crap I’m descending in a way that I was unprepared… Continue reading Untitled
People make mistakes. All the time.
It’s not always rainbows and butterflies, it’s compromise that moves us along. I’m not too sure if it translates to my writing or social media platforms it, but people who interact with me in real life will probably have experience my “infectious happiness” and pursuit of joy. I’m playful by nature (why do you think… Continue reading Exhaust
When I decided to choose Obedience, I failed to account the possibility that Obedience would not choose me. When I was 14, and Authority told me to do my homework, Disobedience led me to say “no”, and hide out in my room to read magazines instead. Instead of occupying myself with algebra, I lost myself… Continue reading Obedience Did Not Choose Me
There was a time and place for me to cry. It was usually in the morning light and a result of my incessant yawning due to not sleeping again. It was usually watching over the morning light, by my windowsill which was usually cold. I was careful not to let the stench of the ultralights… Continue reading This is what You do