another year has gone by. i miss him a lot. some days more than others. it's sad how im forgetting things about him. i wish i had a memory booster or something, i hate having these fuzzy and unclear images in my mind.
his watch had stopped working a few weeks ago and it totally killed me. i just couldn't stand to see it lifeless and still so i got its battery replaced and shined it up. when i was going to the hospital for the delivery, i kept it with me. it was nice to have his presence there somehow. you know the saddest thing? this baby will never know his nana and if i keep losing my memories about him, how will i pass them on? maybe they met up in heaven? maybe my daddy sees my baby now? What would Uboojee say if he held his baby's baby? *sigh* im no baby anymore..
God life is so weird. there was a time when we were all together and shared every happy or sad moment as a family. now look at us, we're all over the place only talking on the phone or email or texts. Meeting in person is now a hassle. we only greet each other as a formality and everyone's consumed in their own little lives. I have a feeling as time goes on we'll only drift further apart. and all those fuzzy memories will only be distant voices and forgotten dreams. nice.
his watch had stopped working a few weeks ago and it totally killed me. i just couldn't stand to see it lifeless and still so i got its battery replaced and shined it up. when i was going to the hospital for the delivery, i kept it with me. it was nice to have his presence there somehow. you know the saddest thing? this baby will never know his nana and if i keep losing my memories about him, how will i pass them on? maybe they met up in heaven? maybe my daddy sees my baby now? What would Uboojee say if he held his baby's baby? *sigh* im no baby anymore..
God life is so weird. there was a time when we were all together and shared every happy or sad moment as a family. now look at us, we're all over the place only talking on the phone or email or texts. Meeting in person is now a hassle. we only greet each other as a formality and everyone's consumed in their own little lives. I have a feeling as time goes on we'll only drift further apart. and all those fuzzy memories will only be distant voices and forgotten dreams. nice.
