Reality 10: That love of mine once...

I hate that feeling, really.

I can’t stop thinking of you, deym!!! Hearing back the song once again, it melted me. i just don’t know if sinasadya ng panahon na marinig ko yong kantang yon! Hammmp! Kaya ayoko sumakay ng taxi as much as possible dahil malamig ang mga kanta, walang rock bakit bah! Naman! Kapag sa jeep naman ako, all I have is my dreams, all I could think of is the life I want after I pass the board exam. Mga pangarap na minsan alam kong impossible pero gusto kong abotin at nakakalimutan kita sa pagkakataong yan.

Not to deny it, everyday kahit a second, oo I still thought of you. I am different with my feelings sa’yo dahil siguro naging ako nong tayo, I am not the person na ako ngayon yong madaming gusto sa buhay, madaming pangarap dahil when I was with you, simply lang ang lahat. Alam  ng diyos how I tried to forget you, not to love you anymore, not to miss you even more. So many times now I wanted to see you back again to know hanggang saan ba kaya ng puso ko tumayo na mag-isa pero hindi ko kaya. I am okay na ganito, wala akong narinig, wala akong alam, parang ok na ako na ang alam ko puro magandang alaala ang natira sakin. I tried not to cry this thing out again pero my geeedd!! I can’t help it, my heart is going to explode.

Confused na naman ako dahil alam kong pinandigan ko ang decision ko, pero malapit na rin mag-isang taon at ganito pa rin ang nararamdaman ko, OO handa na akong magmahal ulit, magcommit, magpakatanga once again lol pero paano nga ba kung may natitirang ganitong feeling pa? puchek! I had the best years with you and I am afraid hindi kayanin ng darating na malagpasan ang ano man ang meron between us. laging sinasabi ng lahat na mas higit pa ang darating sa nawala sayo. Ang nasa utak ko “talaga? Paano nga ba?”

I hate the feeling when I remember you, when I miss you…

I am not hoping anymore, I am not thinking anymore of being together once again, I just maybe need to live my life the way it is now, I maybe live some of those memories but we can’t turn back everything. This is my now and I have to live with that.

hooo! maygeewwdd!! i wanted to cry out loud again!!!! =(

Mom is just around, i know.

Since mom left us, the three of us, yesterday, I, my father and sissy went to another comfort zone. My father drives to his brother to play chess, my sister went to my mother’s only and younger sister (just back of our house) and I, left alone at home. It’s been a year and a half since mom died and I could still feel her around the house, or maybe because when she was still alive, I used to have that feeling even if I kept myself inside my room most of the time, I know she’s just outside reading or taking her cup of tea. Now, sitting on my bed inside my room, reading blogs or updating fb status, my feeling doesn’t change at all, she’s still outside sitting on her favourite chair. I can’t let go of that feeling yet, not now or maybe not ever.

While growing up, I understand why mom keep on banging us, what I am now it is because of the love and values she taught us. Most of the people will tell I have a strong personality, so as my mom, strong but we both have a soft spot in our hearts, it just doesn’t show. Just dig and you will know. It’s always true to tell about “kung ano puno ay siya ring bunga!” and my father, sissy and I take that as a joke like “walang mangga magkaroon ng bunga na bayabas!” so much of avoidance, I still follow my mom’s footstep after all this time. It’s been a long search of myself, a long journey before I came to realize that this is what I want to be in my life, to be a registered social worker just like my mom. I am happy of what I become now, the people that surround me gave me enough strength to go on with my dreams and make that dream come true.

One day, I know mom will be happy with the choice I made in my life, the road I walk into and to continue her legacy. I always know I can do more than what she did because she believes in that, she always tells me that. I grew up believing that one day, I can do better than what I just saw and heard from my mother. Whatever I did now, this is because she gave me the strength to pursue the life I deserve.

Taking step forward

I woke up half-hearted. I couldn’t explain the exact reason why, I just felt that my heart now is heavy probably there’s one person I want to comfort me, the smile would mean a lot. Choosing the life I have now will change my life forever and my future either. I know this is all I want, my dreams to be pursued. I wanted to finish the race I have promised to my late mom and I am keeping it for now. I am happy with the life I had but still it feels like there’s still missing but maybe this is just a temporary feeling until everything is over and gone. What’s keeping me busy now is my job, my studies and my dreams as well. There’s a lot to sacrifice in life and I want to feel every moment I am learning those discoveries i encounter as I walk in my journey. 

For now I know I made a right decision of pursuing what I really want in life. I still love my mom even if she already passed away, having this dreams I am doing now is one proof that my love will never stop and I am going to finish her race the same. When she died, it was my turning point and I am starting to change my life, the life I used to have and I learn to dream more than what I know I can. I know this feeling will pass through it’s time but now I just couldn’t help it and I am trying to keep myself busy chattering on social network, connecting old friends and learning to break the wall inside me. I wanted to cry to release everything I have in my heart now but i want to do it in a place where all I can see is all color green, the trees and bushes, I even wanted to run after the cows, chicken and experience for a while to roam around in a flower field, I think that will help me lift my spirit back.

Life has to move forward every day and we need not to stop just because we are confused, stressed out, hurt and frustrated, this is hard I know when I felt like the world is on me, the pain can’t get out in my heart and a lot of thoughts in my brain. It’s over I know and life has to start again. 

Bearing the sweet fruits

I thought I was done making a blog.

After I made the blog earlier, I went out to find my mom’s red file box. I asked my sister about it but she just nodded so I have no choice but to look inside the master’s bedroom. It was really unusual because when I opened the door I paused for no reason and my tears again started to fell. I looked into the bed where I always see my mom lying whenever I came home late at night. Once again, I started to feel the loss. I still grieve.

Whenever I feel the loss, I always remember those people whom have been a part of my mom’s death. So much I really wanted to be strong to face life every day without bitterness, hatred and anger, still my strength is not enough to fight back, to move on. There’s no easy way to forgive when you know that you have lost everything. The only thing that we have now, with my sister and papa is the principle, dignity, wisdom, reputation and values that my mom imparted to us.

I’ve tasted the sweetest word from other people whom have appreciated my mom’s good deeds. It’s true that “kung ano ang tinanim, yon ang aanihin mo” and I am proud to say that my mom has done her part in the society and I am bearing those fruits now. It is hard for us but the least we can do is to accept that mom is not with us anymore. I don’t want to think deeply that mom died already because every night or moment is a tear jerking.

I remained strong when my mom’s wake is going on until we finally said our goodbyes. They see me as mom’s carbon copy, physically and some of her mannerisms, ability and the like. Just when everybody thought that I am that strong, that I have a hard heart but what others didn’t know, I am so weak emotionally. i always have a late reaction to all the things that is happening in my life especially when it comes to emotions and my feelings. My life has been closed in the past, I refrained from sharing my emotions it’s not because that I am afraid of rejection but it is just a choice to keep it. Now, it is my choice the same to open everything in my life, I guess it’s about time to share what I have been through to lessen the pain I am feeling now.