Love like this
Hello, okay so just when I thought things would pick up, I was so wrong.
The day ended with a spoon fight which almost turned into a food fight. (I know it sounds fun, but when you start throwing forks at each other, that's when it hurts) Having throwing the spoon about was enough to spark off the fight. Sometimes I wonder if you have ever stopped to think why I do all this. I want you to grow up normally, like any other kid would. To play, to run about without having to worry about collapsing or even going into "no-pulse rate", to jump and go camping and do crazy sports. I know shouting over the dinner table wouldn't have helped, but I hope I have made you realise that I actually do care and do bother about you. If I didn't, I would have kept my mouth shut from the first day you were born. What can I do, except just to pray hope that God will teach you and steer you away from the unhealthy side. Like what mum says, "Its up to God whether she lives like a normal girl, or whether she lives a limited life." Then again, it all boils down to you. What you eat, what you do and lastly, what you think.
After all, I am your older sister.
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I owe so many people hugs, thank you for asking about me. Thank you I. for spending the day with me. (:
I love you all.
Goodnight and Bye.

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