Sunday, April 29, 2018

To Our Youngest

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I'm sorry 
    if most of the time I scream at you
    to go away, to stay out of the room or simply not to step on my things.

I love you.
It's just that Mommy is having a hard time dealing with her emotions.
At night when I come home, usually, nothing is left but tiredness and irritation.

I am sorry if most of the time I let the steam out on you.
I love you, Bulilit.

I am praying for your young heart and mind
  to understand my situation --
  our life.

I am sorry if I am asking too much from your little heart.
But really, you are stronger than Mommy.
I am learning to deal with life the way you do.




I love you.