December 2010
14 posts
I watch my mother as she sits idly and just prays. I walk about the house doing various things and I see her just sitting there. In her prayer room. Seldom do I interrupt her, the sole reason being the awkward feeling of guilt as I imagine her probably sending a prayer out to someone in need and having me steal that moment. So I go back to my room. Go about my night, and sometimes I come out later...
secretswithheld asked: Just wanted to come say hi.
I don’t feel safe.
I want it to be you who makes me safe, but wanting something so bad doesn’t always make it happen.
I want it to be you who is the shoulder I lean on, but I just find myself floating aimlessly waiting for you to pull me back.
I’m always waiting.
“Never ask for something that should be offered.”
I’m not asking for you to call me more during...
“When you take someone for granted, they’ll feel it sooner or later. When they...”
"It's impossible," said pride. "It's risky," said...
once again
my mother and her crazy food concoctions.
She just asked me if I wanted to put spinach and artichoke dip in my udon noodle soup.
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I’ve had the opportunity, these past couple of days, to have some time for myself. All I hear is my heart.
lub-dub.
lub-dub.
It’s telling me to look at my life and it’s asking me if what I’m doing is the right choice. It’s asking me if I’m a good person, and it’s asking me if I’m doing what it takes to get to the life I want.
I don’t know...