🌸Dedicated to my Mummy who has been with me through it all. Blessed Mother’s Day. 妈母亲节快乐🌸
And to all mothers, godmas,grandmas and mothers to be. Blessed Mother’s Day🌹
I can’t remember how it felt to be born and to be in my mother’s hands that 1st time….
I can’t remember how my son or daughter smelt like when they were placed in mine.
All I remember is feeling that I would never be the same me ever again.
That love at 1st sight feeling is indescribable and the bond unbreakable.
Seeing my son sleep and I sneak him a whisper of love.
Seeing my girl tossing in her crib,
I bend over and kiss her.
I’ll never love like this ever again.
Each moment, each fear, each heartbreak of theirs forever linked mine.
Every experince in your life.
Each love, each failure and Victories live it well and savor it.
Be brave. Be faithful. Fight for what you believe in and always be kind.
Be better than me and your Father.
I’m proud and you are loved.
Thank you for calling me mama
That night before our last meeting
I thought of the things I wanted to say and pray for you…
A simple hymn of blessings came upon me from Him to you.
Memories of childhood with Fay and our sleepover laced with warmth memories of your care and love came to mind.
How kind and thoughtfully you shared your home and holiday trips.
Such sweet memories
I’ll always cherish.
Your lovely girls have inherited.
The hospitable love and culinary skills
they have mastered.
How proud you must be of their grace and achievements like thee.
That day, you told my mummy
That you were ready to see God but that you worry for those you love and care.
Could you spend more time with them?
Would God allow you?
As you rest Ji Kim,
May you find comfort in knowing
they are loved as you were.
That God heard you and He will always watch over and comfort those whom you cherish and hold dear.
I’m glad we had that few hours
That you smiled and enjoyed that hymn.
Thankful to have and hold you for one more time.
Till we meet again,
Simle always and look down upon us
With your peaceful love till we meet again.
If we would let fly words like drinking tequila neat.
Not mincing words
Not counting the times we fuxked pieces of ourselves up
I think we would drink up bottles.
If you meant when you said you are sorry
And yet your words fly dangerously
More dangerously than imaginary fits
Would I behave,
Behave so recklessly.
I’m tired of labels
and old fashion pieces that weigh on me
Dragging me in the mud with no name or place.
I shot blanks you shot like a machine gun spuring hatred
warm like the summer’s pissed falling down on us.
Humorous isn’t it
That we are so called who we are
Living the life
Living the dream
Pretending we ain’t for others to see.