This is in memory of my dad. I only had 22 years with him before the Almighty took him away from me and my whole family. This is one way of telling him that I know what happened, and I had accepted the fact that life really is unfair. I know he's reading this right now, and I know that he knows that we all miss him so much.
"Do, we know the "witch" took you away, but don't worry, her apple won't be inflicting pain or tears to anyone anymore. We love you soo much,do..We miss you. I just want you to know na number 4 gli ko sa skul..I know you are proud of me. I LOVE YOU..some people may not know it now, but I guess in time they would realize that the kids and the family you left behind will never leave each other behind and that you will be our inspiration to continue fighting"
my realities.. The once perfect things I have believed in.. Voided, yet still perfectly satisfying
Monday, July 12, 2010
Fairytales and Reality
20 years ago..I was a kid..I was one of those little girls, who loved to read about a prince and a princess falling in love. riding off into the sunset, and remain happy for the rest of their lives.
Now, I still have a part of that little girl beside me, and let's just say that I am still fond of reading fairy tales. But these stories aren't in books anymore. These stories became a part of my life. It became a part of who I am.
My life is a storybook. I had my share of fables, myths, and, of course, my very own wonderland fairytale. As always, a story will never be complete without a villain. And my villain came in a form of death.
5 months ago, I became Snow White. I had my dwarves, my prince charming, and my own poison apple. The witch took my DAD away, and sadly, even a thousand true love's kiss can never bring him back. All this time I wish I was Jasmine so I could ask Genie to grant my wish to turn back time, or I could be Aurora so that I would have my 3 fairy godmothers to give my dad the gift of sleeping for a century, and wake up after someone gives him true love's first kiss. Unfortunately, all the wishes and gifts in the world can never bring him back. It can never turn back time.
His passing woke me up and made me realize that fairy tales do exist, and with it comes the reality of tears, pain, and lost love. I was able to see the truth that the "evil stepmother" is real, that no matter how enchanting and surreal her beauty is, the old hag will always be there lurking, ready to give you that poison apple. My dad unlucky enough to bite into the hag's apple, and because of that, he fell into a deep sleep..never waking up again.
I have moved on, and I have accepted the fact that my dad's in a better place now, but like all other little girls, I'm still hoping for a happily ever after. I'm still hoping to look through the looking glass and see my dad waving at me, smiling.
I am Snow White..I have my Prince Charming, my dwarfs, and of course..THE WICKED WITCH will always be there.
In time, I may be able to destroy the Witch, but for now..I'm gonna write my story page by page, and hope that this story would end with me looking at my dad, smiling, and saying," DO, we will always live happily ever after"
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