Melancholy
Posted in A glimpse of me, Daddy on Aug 26th, 2007
If tears could build a bridge and memories a lane, I would walk right up to heaven to bring you back home again… There was no time to say good-bye. Only God knows why. I miss you daddy…
Somewhere in between what is real and just a dream…
Posted in A glimpse of me, Daddy on Aug 26th, 2007
If tears could build a bridge and memories a lane, I would walk right up to heaven to bring you back home again… There was no time to say good-bye. Only God knows why. I miss you daddy…
Posted in A glimpse of me, Daddy, Life & Reflections on Apr 1st, 2007
If my father was still here, today would have been his 57th birthday. I remember how we used to joke about the fact that he was born on April’s fool day. I also remember his very last birthday… the birthday which I didn’t even attend because I had other plans. When I think about it [...]
Posted in A glimpse of me, Daddy, Life & Reflections, Writing and poetry on Feb 8th, 2007
When my faith is hard to find And I’ve been bruised and crushed, When things don’t turn out right And it feels like I lost the fight. That’s when I miss you the most. I think of you with a lump in my throat. And sometimes it’s so hard to bear the pain inside. Deep [...]
Posted in A glimpse of me, Daddy, Writing and poetry on Feb 7th, 2007
- Regarde, mon petit ange, tout là -haut ! Ne vois tu pas les étoiles qui te sourient ? Angélique Lang se rappela de cette phrase avec une facilité déconcertante. Et pourtant elle ne l’avait entendu dire qu’une seule fois. Elle fouilla dans sa mémoire et se revit des années en arrière, assise sur les [...]
Posted in A glimpse of me, Daddy, Life & Reflections on Nov 22nd, 2006
I’ve just realized that Christmas is around the corner.Gosh… how time flies.Sweet November is almost over and soon it’s gonna be the effervescence and the excitement over buying Christmas gifts.Some shops have already been displaying Christmas trees and beautiful ornaments.Definitely the spirit of Christmas is slowly making its way in the heart of everyone. As [...]