Used to be sure of the things she wanted, yet now- so uncertain.
Shattered into infinite pieces…
How can she be so sensitive when she has to be strong? How can be so vulnerable when she used to be a fighter? But what can she do? All the vicious things are locked up inside.
Let her cry… for she is still a child inside.There’s always this “child” inside in each and every one of us.
sob… dream… whimper some more… and for a while, she feels uplifted now.
When everything else falls, nothing could be much better than having a home that you could turn to.
“There’s no place like home.” It’s where her heart belongs. Where she can be just herself and feel so carefree. A home where she feels all the love she ever needed. She’s still blessed having a place she can run to whenever she wanted to take a deep breath, recharge, and bring back her sanity.
::: When you think that everything else seems so wrong, think again…
Things aren’t so bad after all. It’s nice to know that after a long tough day, you’ll be coming back to a place where you feel safe and invincible. A place called home
Tomorrow is another fresh start. You have a stronger fighting spirit… ready to beat whatever obstacles that lies ahead. Painting a smile on your face… for tomorrow would be much brighter. That’s for sure.
You are blessed with a home to live and a wonderful family living together.
That’s enough to keep you sane... enough to keep you going. That’s all that matters.
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