Flash back, it had been 22 years i walked through. 3.30 am, i’m still awake… every year on this day, i will view back my photo albums, pages by pages, it was trying to tell me something on my life. Every single photos was my memories. Think few years back, this question keeps running over my mind, “who are you to think of me the way u do?” still remembered when i was a kids, people like to tease me, innocent did work much on that. But after getting years, i found out human are not getting innocent , anymore.Innocent…? what’s that.. Start to begin understand that there is more to life than cruelty. Filled with love, joy,everlasting happiness, and much assurance.
Sometimes see things that aren’t meant to be seen, sometimes need someone to call our own, especially when alone. Sometimes i really cant understand why things get out of hands, life isn’t fair. It’s all u can do to get by, especially when dreams continue to die. Some people get what they want but not appreciated much while some expect much but end up disappointment. The more u sacrifice. the more pains u get back.. why…….life getting hard??… humanity is not there?
22 years, learned much. Thanks God, because of u, i spread my wings, my soul starts to fly. Although tears drops drip slowly down my cheeks before, but the wind wipes them dry and gives me some peace. He shows me what was and what’s meant to be, and why my life is so important it seems. Let the past flow,one soul had to go. Failure… my weaknesses in everything.. i need to take the strengths and apply them in my life, is a valuable lesson. Mum always told me, your inside makes who you are, don’t continue to harsh to others, learn to shine brighter than that shooting star… in everywhere, i think you as a beautiful person, so what makes yourself much more better?… i was realized…. the happy life belongs to me… yupz!
Thx daddy, if not because of your support, i’m not be able study for what i want right now.Thx for ur patient and willing to lead out ur ears to care every single words in my deeper heart. Dad, when i was a little girl, dad in my impression is just like a scary, un-friendly,strict, pure Chinese-traditional thinking… And he is the one who i speak less, our communication can be count-on. But…. i know the care, love that he gave for me can be shown by his action. Maybe he is the guy who not easy to express-out. Now, i’m 21 years old. Everything has to start by solving problems myself, how to manage my financial….etc.Lastly, sorry … here im to apologize…for my stubborness and did not think twice before act… i ll always remember : "the thing that belongs to you, it ll comes to you.." love daddy!