Mommy-yeoh

Today is my Dad's birthday. How how is he? I am embarrass to say I don't know. It has never been a smooth ride my Dad and I. But without him, I would not have been here and no little Sara :) Anyway HAPPY BLESSED BIRTHDAY DAD (grandpa) Dad with Royal Butt (Picture courtesy by SW)

I did not come from a rich family but I was able to enjoy life in a very comfortable way. I remembered how he would take us to one of the finest restaurant in town just for lunch and how he would provide for me and my sisters toys that we desire. Those glorious days, if I may dare to say. But little did we know the truth as we were too little to understand and see. I grew from a little naïve girl into a woman who now sees the truth that drew us apart and anger and unforgiveness wrenched between us. I stopped caring and grew cold, almost forgotten how he had showered us with love. His pride became what I despise the most in him. How each time he disappoints us. Those glorious days are now only sweet memories of my childhood days. But no one has ever thought that those glorious days will someday be consequences of pain and fear. Fear of losing the place we called home, fear of what will be tomorrow. I remembered the day when after all these years, and for the first time how I first laid...

Do I even dare to share my fear to the one whom I am deeply in love without being judge as a failing wife? What would other say of me? No one told me that for better or for worse extends much more than this. No one told me marriage is hard to build. No one told me that marriage is not just two of us No one told me marriage is about endurance No one told me marriage comes with pain not caused by just him but much more No one told me marriage consumes all No one told me marriage is not just about sacrifices but courage to see it through Most of all, no one told me what to truly expect of a marriage My worst dream has yet to come or may never come But my fear has seemed to paved the way through Would I be able to have the courage to face it? Perhaps I would run but what would he think of me? A wife who cares no more? A wife who put her need above his? A wife who is selfish and cold? Would he have understand Would he have tried to understand? An anguish cry of a woman wanting nothing more ...