Dear Mom, 1948, dis day, you were born...and happy birthday,, i love dis world cos if u did nt live in it, maybe i could nt have been born in it in the first place...,,i guess you know,, i am like a rose that is growing through concrete,, i dnt appreciate the painful life i am living,, but i cnt fight life,, but i have to live life in order to go through it...,some times i used to look at the mirror,& i deeply hate the trouble face i see bcos of the trouble storms i tried to avoid but they still come back heavely than i m able to handle them,...., but, STILL, i want to thank you for your hopeful words in the midst of my hopeless life;;, u told me & i listerned"tough situation come and go, but a tough guy remain eternal", and that "for every dark nite we face,, they will always be hope for a brighter and a better morning..", .. May God, you taught us to fear as the beginning of our Wisdom,, truly bless you;- We Love you...#my teardrop#
Posted on: Thu, 11 Jul 2013 07:08:15 +0000
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