my niece is growing a tooth.. yaey!! but she's down with fever. imagine an 8 month old baby, down with fever. what a pity! i cant believe how fast ghaalia has grown. it feels like only last month when bhai farhan got married, and only last week when boo got pregnant, and only yesterday when ghaalia was born. and now, today, she's growing a tooth and down with fever! man, maybe tmrw she'll start talking already! heh. they're coming over in a while now. weeeee~ cant wait. i mis my princess saahib so so much. heh.
anyway, i was going through my diary this morning. the diary where i wrote when i was in secondary school. haha.. those kental days! lol! aaaanyhows, i came across this poem i copied down from some lady named Veronica A. Shoffstall. i thought maybe id share it here. it's quite meaningful, and i think i understand it better now than i did back then.
After a while...
After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesnt mean leaning
and company doesnt always mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses arent contracts
and presents arent promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats,
with your head up and your eyes ahead,
with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans,
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns
if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure
that you really are strong
and you really do have worth.
And you learn and you learn
with every goodbye you learn....
