viernes, 27 de junio de 2014

Flying...

Ever since the surgery, and that terrible flight, standing the pain and the frustration, anger and loneliness, I can not help but feel sad every time I am on a plane...

It's like my mind has a scar so deep inside, no matter why I am travelling, no matter who I'm with, no matter where I am going... I cry.

I can not understand why, I am healthy, I feel no pain, I am not scared... but that same feeling hunts me down and finds me 23000 ft above the ground... and I feel lonely, so very lonely... and I miss everyone, my husband, my mother, and even harder to ignore, I miss my father... for 11 years I've missed him, so it's hard not to cry whenever I think of him.

They say time cures it all... well it doesn't if anything, time has made me miss him more, need him more, regret it more.


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