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Closing my eyes, words have been juggling in my head which made me turn on my laptop and engage myself on the keyboards. I could still hear rants and shouts of people outside, still unsettled on their nonsense conversation on something that just happened a while ago. Two were drunk, and the women are trying to keep the angry man calm while listening to his rants. I just had my tears wiped off, though still shaken by the commotion, I am calmer. I decided to write. Maybe this is the help from the Lord that I’ve been praying for so that I could write again.
I won’t go much on specifics with what happened some minutes ago. I also choose not to sulk in the corner, have self-pity, and make a drama queen out of myself – that is, without the cameras and lights. I pray that the Lord would show me how to deal with this tomorrow. I had regrets on not keeping my mouth shut when I came face to face with the angry man. In between keyboard ticks I pat my baby so he won’t wake up. I should have kept quiet, hugged the angry man, and just left. Thank God it had the better of me and I didn’t lingered much outside to be with the angry man. I might said more, cried more to a drunk man not capable of understanding. Wacky might roll off the bed if I won’t come back to our room.
It’s already morning. These days, sleep is a luxury and a wise mommy should sleep now. Thank You Lord for this opportunity to write again. Good night.
now I know what happened mare…you and your family will always be with my prayers..
God blessed new year!