A mother holds her children's hand for a while, but their hearts forever♡

Who is the one staying at home to do the laundry and wash the dishes while you're out having an adventure? Who is the one that picked you up when you fell? Who is the one that went through 9-10 months of pain and suffering just to bring you into this world? That person is your mother. 

Having to take care of my father and myself made me realise how important my mother is in the family and in my life. While she went for a vacation for a month or so, i got the opportunity to be in-charge for the period of time-or in another words, an opportunity to be in her shoes. Mothers support certain illustrations about their children, and one of my illusions was that that i liked who i was, because she did. While she was gone, i feel like the whole house is just so quiet, cold and empty. Maybe it was because she wasn't here physically in the house to take up the space resulting in emptiness, or maybe it was due to the absence of her nagging leading to the silence. But no, it was not literal. Having the role of a housekeeper for the time-being, i had to wash the dishes, do the laundry, cook meals, do house chores in general. Looking at my wrinkled hands and wiping the sweat off my face made me understand the complaints my mother made when she was around. Back at home, when she was just about to speak i would just shut my ears with the mindset 'oh, here it goes again', regardless of whether it was advise, scoldings or questions. But i found out this strange things about mothers; when your mother asks you if you want a piece of advice, its a mere formality. It doesn't matter whether you say yes or no, you're gonna get it anyway.

As mothers and daughters, we are connected with one another. We come like a meal from McDonald's-me being the ingredients while my mother is the bread holding me together. Without the bread, the ingredients will just drop out, likewise, without my mother, i would just fall apart. My mother is the bones of my spine, keeping me straight and true. She is my blood, keeping me alive and making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. Even if your boyfriend/girlfriend or your friends leave you, she will stand tall next to you to support you and catch you when you fall.

There was once at a restaurant where i caught a glimpse of the table across me. It was a family of 3 dining there. There are two main things happening, one is the father slurping his noodles away and the other is the mother feeding her son. This scenario accurately and perfectly depicts the role and character of each family member. The father paying the bill, shows the responsibilities he has to take, like working hard to earn enough income for the family to spend and use. So, the father is like the bank of the family. The mother feeding the child regardless of her hunger shows the sacrifice and love she has for the family. For she cares about her family and the sacrifice she is willing to make shows the role of the mother being a policeman and a counsellor.

Cherish the ones you love while you still can. Say it before its too late, speak now or forever wont. Have you ever lost someone you love and wanted one more conversation, one more chance to make up for the time you thought they would be here forever? If so, then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.

“Ohana means family and family means nobody gets left behind of forgotten.” 

me, myself and i♡

perfect getwaway

'I fall too fast, crash too hard, forgive too easily, and care too much' 

they say there are seven stages to a break up.

step one; shock 

this is the stage where you are figuring out what happened, normally takes place right after the break up. it's the stage when the wrecking ball have it's first contact with the wall. the wall is you, you can do completely nothing to stop it- you can't fight it back, you can't stop it from happening and worse of all you can't stop the impact that's gonna happen to you. the impact of a break up will leave your heart shattered to pieces and scars will remain. no matter how much love, time and effort you put in to mend your heart, the scar can never be healed. 

stage two; denial 

this is the stage when you keep telling yourself this isn't happening. it's the stage most people find hard to overcome. delay is the deadliest form of denial, the longer you take to let go, the more torturous it is. what's the point of holding on and caring for him/her when he/she don't even even a damn for you? it's not worth it. you will just suffer more looking at past memories, photos captured together, places you all have been together and things you all have done together. 

stage three; isolation 

this is the stage when you finally recognize what's going on and just wanna have some alone time. it's like waking up from a dream and getting hit in the face by reality for the first time. you got to take some time alone to get use to the new surroundings especially now that you don't have a partner. but to start getting use to the surroundings, you gotta start walking first. the first step is always the hardest, only the strong ones will be able to start their engine and move on. 

this is the time where you take some time off from your heavy workload and screwed up life, and just walk around and think differently. some people spend loads and buckets of money on food and clothes to pamper and makeover themselves. while some just take a journey down beautiful sceneries to relax themselves. and the rest hang out with friends to distract themselves. 

stage four; anger 

this is the stage when your heart shifts from sad to mad. all the tears that rolled down those cheeks of yours in the shower will dry up and you will feel angriness running down your veins. you will throw away all the tissues you used to wipe your tears and end up throwing darts at his/her picture.

stage five; bargaining 

they say you can't stay mad at someone you love for long. this is true as this is the stage where you think you're finally over the break up, but you suddenly think of him and miss him. your brain keeps getting into conflict with your heart. your brain being smart, tells you it's over and there's no use crying over spilt milk. while your heart being foolish enough to fall in love with a jerk, tells you that there's still hope somewhere and that things will change. you find yourself being confused and constantly struggling to move on.

stage six; depression 

this is the stage where you'll have a condition of general emotional dejection and withdrawal; sadness greater and more prolonged than that warranted by any objective reason. you'll get sad and you don't know the reason why.

stage seven; acceptance 

this is the stage where you look back and know what your past meant what your future hold. you start to finally accept the fact that it's over for real and find the real you lost in darkness. 

accept what is, let go of what was, and have faith in what will be. you can't stop the waves but you can learn how to surf. 

'Don't waste your time looking back at what you've lost. Move on, life is not meant to be travelled backwards.'  

here's to the future cause i'm done with the past x