life as it is...

life as it is is weird sometimes. the losses and the gains, the happiness and the pains, the memories and the state of forgets... i have come to realise that women do not actually forgive and forget... women probably do forgive but its tough to forget... and then again if you can't forget, what makes you think you've forgiven? whilst forgiving is an act, forgetting is too an act to be shown out of forgiveness, no? forgiving and forgetting aren't a woman's forte and yet would it be that of men? when pain etches itself into a scar, forgiving and forgetting would be just of speech and nothing more...

i'm just being a little emo this morning... having an additional soul within just takes its toll on you somewhat... the random clumsiness, the ever-so-often unbalanced mental states, the slower brain usage, etc... yet advantages do come with the additional bump... the rights and privileges of a queen, the support and concern from a love and the smiles and laughters from my girls... all of whom i'll treasure and appreciate, all of whom i'll love and remember...

the occassional dinners, the lovely messages of cheer and joy, the conversations of sharing, the chanting e-mails and the gentle touches of excitements... all these carries along its beams of warmth, its rays of smiles and a hug that's worth everything to me... thanking my pillars of strength, indepted to my pillows of comfort, cherishing my source of happiness...

to my husband, my family, my chummies, my friends...