Unopened boxes are mysteries. At least to me, they are. There is a promise waiting inside – a promise of happiness or disappointment. It’s like magic waiting to happen… waiting for the proper revelation. The right person opens boxes; I am one of the right persons. Continue reading “Aunt Reim’s Box of Mystery”
Grocery Shopping with a Grouchy Little Sister
She did it again. My sister, I mean. After recently burying a misunderstanding with me, another one at its worst emerges from the ashes. Should I adjust again? Should I just concede and compromise because I’m older and because I’m supposed to be the “wiser” one? Continue reading “Grocery Shopping with a Grouchy Little Sister”
I was conscious about my figure.
I still am.
I just couldn’t stop worrying about how I look.
That’s why I work-out. Continue reading “On Valid Reasons & Priorities”
It’s so nice to hear
People talking about you
Especially when the things you hear
Are the things you want to hear Continue reading “Ah, Family”
I fixed him coffee – hot and aromatic – just the way he likes it. I seriously hope that he will like it because last time, I screwed up on the coffee – creamer ratio. If such happens, he doesn’t drink the whole cup; sometimes, he just doesn’t drink it at all even after inhaling a lungful of that soothing caffeinated aroma that he is … Continue reading Bad Coffee
Lazy, irresponsible, insensitive, snob, diva…
Few words they throw to define her.
Of all people, she hears it from her family – her so-called family.
Sometimes she would think that she doesn’t belong to that family.
They’re “too good” to get along with the likes of her.
She wonders why they are of her own kind and of her own blood.
It is easy to disown her, it seems. Continue reading “Black Sheep”
He has been trying so hard to find more food for us. I almost felt guilty for licking the last bits of meat. Continue reading My Hunter
She scolds me
She yells at all times Continue reading “Parental Clutch”
You used to be my rock
My light Continue reading A Daughter’s Plea
Have you tried going in-between your parents’ word fight?
I have… many times. Continue reading “Going Between My Parents’ Word-fight”