Interpret, and you understand a lot from the things she say

You know, when I look at my darling niece, I see my shadow in her, it makes me sad, because I’m 17, and I haven’t got over all the disappointment.

She’s still a kid, there’s too much for her to learn and understand, but when I talk to her, play with her, I see that all that emotion, all that hurt, all that longing. There’s nothing in this world that can make up the things that she lost.

She expressed it like how a kid would. And I think of those who are older and gone through the same unfortunates, they drown themselves in whatever indulgence, and pretend that they’re happy that way, that they couldn't care less. To me, it’s nothing but a torn heart desperately calling for help.

I can’t wait for SPM to be over, then I can take my driving license and then bring her out for McD or movies or anything that would make her a little happier. It a whole new experience, being an aunt, and learning not only to love, but to put that love into actions.


A thing for sweet stuff, she asked for the chocolate ball that’s bigger than my fist! No wonder she’s losing her teeth earlier than other kids.