A dear friend of mine painfully said goodbye to her love
yesterday, prior to his departure, I saw her holding back the tears, but her
emotions forced them out shamelessly. Cry sister! I silently said.
God it is the worst saying good bye to pieces of your heart,
especially when a good bye is carried to a different continent and will live on
for months till the next hello.
I advised her to cheer up and just fake an excitement to
this new anticipation. I mean if I can do it, she can. Since the moment I turned
16 that feeling came to life. I miss them, and I count the days to see them.
They leave this world, and I anticipate dreams to see them. They break your
heart, but hope allows you to anticipate a moment of reconciliation. See we always
anticipate, and I am starting to think it’s an excellent defense mechanism. Foolish but helpful
I just started an internship at a magazine I am pretty fond
off, but at 26 I would have hoped all that I have worked for and accomplished
would lead me to a job, I feel 18. But in the end it’s a choice and I AM
ANTICIPATING TAKING OVER ;)
One more thing, don’t you ever feel like you are alone, we
all feel! Just keep that in mind.
P.S Magazine Issues
I call this education
I call this dedication
Stop at Nothing
MK
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