A few years? Or months? When time goes on a pause because work is hectic- you know things are wrong. So wrong. So. Another milestone date to remember. 15th June.
A few things happened. My grand mother died last month. And yea- it hurts. I thought I will make use "passed on/away" but she is gone. No more. Death. Died.
Then I lost my job. That's gone too.
And now- I am just on a break. I am in no hurry to join the workforce anytime soon. I am going on a loooooong beeeeep!
Soon. Soon.
LKK is my Lucky charm.
I can't believe my lil one is growing up so soon! At 13, she just started her period on the 12th Sept. So many questions and so much of love!
I don't know why but I feel good about it. Like now we are equal women. Not that we weren't equal so far- but the odds are also equal now :-)
40 days and counting... It's supposed to be over. Like it's close to 6 weeks right? Twice the time to change the habit.
The hurt, pain and grief only increased multifold.
I am not going back. I need to love myself and if it means I cause more hurt to my self, it is still OK- at least I am inflicting it ans it is in my control. Unlike giving power to someone else to abuse.
Atleast- that's what I tell myself.
Yippee...
Things are slowly but surely changing.
I found a new role. I am excited. Old network and some good deeds help. I am grateful to people who watched my back. While there were folks who screwed my back, these are the times I am grateful. Like when I found this new role.
And yes- good deeds pay off.
I love my new office. Love my new role. Well-so far anyway!
Fingers crossed but mostly good. I am sending loads and loads of positivity and so should you...
This is the time it takes for habits to kick in/change/cancel.
Body remembers. Scars remind. And remain- happy and sad.
We are epitomes of stupidity.
We feel and believe that our love is more than enough to solve all the problems.
Is our love enough to change a man?
Never.
In the night sky, my partner has been the moon. When I say partner- I mean my lover. Moon is my lover. I said it :-)
But... today, I realized that I am just a Star. I was a super star in moon's eye. Or so I thought. But when I saw and truly looked at the night sky, I realized I was not the only one.
There were many stars that my moon had around him. I realized I was just a younger star. There were older stars. Much before me.
I am just a star to my beloved moon.
A shooting star.
