This day has come again: My Birthday! I hate this day as I have to realise every year that I get older than my dearest John. I hate this day that he is no longer here to celebrate my special day anymore. I hate this day that I realised he won’t kiss me saying “Happy Birthday” with his stinky breath anymore. I hate this day that I can’t have his card saying, “I love you more and more every day.” These precious moment had happened for 18 years for me, but not anymore. I sometimes think that my happy days are an only illusion, my imagination, but not today; it is a realistic vivid picture.
I know it is ok that I upset sometimes thinking of him. I know I will be ok again with my usual high resilience. I know it will be ok as I have that all beautiful warm family and friends.
I just keep moving forward to flourish my life for myself and children. I want to show them that we can overcome any negative impact with an unbeatable heart, and keep seeking our happiness.
Everybody has feelings of peaks and valleys. Yes, everybody has, NOT JUST ME.