Thursday, July 24, 2008
What's this day to me?
It's not a big deal.
It doesn't matter at all.
It's no longer what it used to represent.
It's no longer a day of joy and celebration where your family are especially happy for you. Blowing out the candles, enjoying dinner at restaurants. Well, maybe not. Only she is important. No other people means a big deal except her.
I've been looking forward to this day as it marks how long I've been on earth, meaning, I'm finally growing up. The day where freedom comes, where I can leave this place of control, bias and all sorts of unpleasantness.
I miss you, daddy.
Can you come back quickly?