Thoughts

25/08/23 9:48 She was just a little girl when her mother and her had to move to another place. Her mother had problems with her marriage, and she didn't want the child to do anything to do with them. Her mother was a strong woman. She was a delicate rose that had to learn how to use her thorns to bear all the harshness of this pitiless world. Alone.  She probably felt alone. It was probably very hard for her, too. But the child never realized that because her mother always seemed so strong. Therefore, when she cried silently, sitting on her bed, the child couldn't fathom why her mother was sad.  She probably had her heart broken, her dreams, shattered, for she had trusted a man who didn't treasure her like he should have. She may have been terrified of the future. She probably wondered if she could make it. Now she had to face the duty of raising her child, alone. She had to work very hard to provide for her education, food, clothes, endure problems with her family, endure ...

20/08/23, 2:35 I don't have enough time There's never time for anything when she's busy. There's never time for family. Even though she knows that family is one of the most precious gifts God has given her, she doesn't spend enough time with her family. "I have to do this. I can't watch a movie with you. I'm sorry, mom", she says. The next day, she says the exact same words. When will she ever have time, then? Even though she is aware of the fact that time with them is precious, that time flies and the time that has passed will never be recovered, she ignores that and decides to live in her own bubble of "I'm sorry, I have to do this. I don't have time." There's never time for friends. She hadn't realized that before, but relationship with friends need to be nurtured and taken care of, just like romantic relationships. Best friend texts. Wait until next morning to reply. Another day passes. How long has it been? Ah, a week...