Wasted Tears?
Yesterday, i eventually saw a post by my brother and i ended up in teardrops moment.
And this was my exact comment response below:
@surpassinggoogle I miss her so much...when she was on her way to meet you in the Philippines, I told her “mummy be strong, go see your son,spend time with him and your family”, Be a bit patient for me, we will go on a tour in USA because that was where she has always wanted to go!! I wanted her so badly to have the feel of it....And all she said was don’t worry you’ll get your visa, you’ll take me there...😰😰 I got my visa mama...But right now, all I need is my visa to see you in paradise....Gosh I miss her so much, too much, everyday, every second, every minute, Terry..😰😰😰
Just like my brother has had his desires and goals and dreams and all and has kept reminding me of these things, i have turned into becoming like him in this regard. I became stubborn against settling for less. I lost overall but upon everything, i still can't change and i doubt i will.
We simply can't have cried all these tears for fun. And if we do, it must have essence else there is something called wasted tears.