2011/03/07

if you ask me


if you ask me about love, mine is first a tragedy - my husband's death ten years ago, and the way i am made now to fill in the shoes of both father and mother, and the breadwinner of a daughter and a son.

then again, love becomes unconditional sacrifice and joy - to see my children grow up proper and hardworking. and love becomes my pledge to keep on living and working - for us to have our fill, for my daughter to finish college, and for my son to push on in high school.

i am proud. proud that at early hours in the morning i drive a taxi and in the afternoon work as a cleaning staff in a hotel. for ten years i have managed well and hard. and you?

you ask me about love. mine is a tragic unrequited loving from a distance. you need not ask more for mine is a love that can never be.
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6 comments:

  1. Willow13/3/11 22:08

    if you ask me, i'd say you are still very young.. a whole life ahead to make all sacrifices ..

    no?

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  2. Anonymous14/3/11 15:55

    all sacrifices.

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  3. norrbu29/3/11 19:20

    omg - and I thought I was having a miserable time. This has even more meaning now - can I copy-paste this on my blog ?? Thank you for sharing this.

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  4. arcibaldo29/3/11 19:54

    glad this has helped, i wonder how though.

    i think i've gotten used to living in limbo in the meantime, although this weekend, i might just find out what's beyond limbo.

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  5. norrbu29/3/11 21:39

    so can I copy paste it on my blog ??

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  6. arcibaldo29/3/11 21:50

    oh ok

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