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Christmas has never been kind to me, and I don’t really know why I continue to subject myself year after year hoping that maybe this time it would be different. This time, it wasn’t any different. In fact, it was pretty much as uneventful as watching paint dry.
"Hey, maybe next time."
I guess you can call it being stubborn, or maybe I’m just naive. But as realistic as I try to be and at times cynical, I can’t seem to shake off certain expectations and that hopeful feeling that one day, the holiday, will be a nice one. It doesn’t have to be great; I just want it to be nice for a change.
"Hey, maybe next time."
I guess you can call it being stubborn, or maybe I’m just naive. But as realistic as I try to be and at times cynical, I can’t seem to shake off certain expectations and that hopeful feeling that one day, the holiday, will be a nice one. It doesn’t have to be great; I just want it to be nice for a change.
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So this is how it feels to have to deal with simultaneously the two biggest fears of my life. And who am I kidding, it stung, and it hurt, and it still hurts. And as much as I can reason with those whose thinking is little more rational than mine, it is nonetheless my own battle to deal with. So in the middle of what seem to be perpetual bliss, I’ve now had to stop to take a breather, to take a step back and to find myself again. I know I’m a better person than what I’ve subjected myself to feel like in recent weeks. I know I am better, because of what I believe in. I know I am better, because of all those who’ll stand by me and support me whenever I’m in need. And I know I am better, because I choose to be.
"Get up (get up)
Come on (come on)
Why are you scared? (I'm not scared)
You'll never change what's been and gone
Cause all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out…"
**To my dearest sister, I may not like you, but I'll always love you. And though we may not always see eye to eye, you’ve always been there for me and I thank you for that. Who knew Connie Lee could bake cakes and cookies. Guess all you needed was the right motivation :)
Thank you...xoxo
"Get up (get up)
Come on (come on)
Why are you scared? (I'm not scared)
You'll never change what's been and gone
Cause all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out…"
**To my dearest sister, I may not like you, but I'll always love you. And though we may not always see eye to eye, you’ve always been there for me and I thank you for that. Who knew Connie Lee could bake cakes and cookies. Guess all you needed was the right motivation :)
Thank you...xoxo