Monday, April 11, 2011
I never knew my grandfather from my mother's side. It never occurred to me to ask why and where. Maybe, just maybe my child self had assumed his death or it just simply was part of the white elephant that my child self never really saw.
Today I put the finishing touches of the piece I would write for my Creative Writing class and upon reading it, the dam broke, the tears poured. Shamefully I admit I had never shed a tear upon his death simply because I never knew him. And now I cry for what is lost and what I would never get to know.
And later before I sleep, I will pray that my future offspring would never have this experience. It's so painful and yet it doesn't hurt anywhere but my head and my heart...
Today I put the finishing touches of the piece I would write for my Creative Writing class and upon reading it, the dam broke, the tears poured. Shamefully I admit I had never shed a tear upon his death simply because I never knew him. And now I cry for what is lost and what I would never get to know.
And later before I sleep, I will pray that my future offspring would never have this experience. It's so painful and yet it doesn't hurt anywhere but my head and my heart...
what we could have been, 1:22 am.
