We are about to to say goodbye to 2015 and say hello to 2016.
What does hello and goodbye really mean to us? It means that we have to go through painful times – that moment of saying goodbye … moment when we felt pulled apart , moment when we knew the hurt of leaving behind, moment when we felt the emptiness that comes with deep loss… before we even experience the joy of “hello”.
We have been travelling the pattern of hello- goodbye human journey.
As we reflect on our journey over the past year, we too will relieve all of the significant pains we have experienced. Why pain? Human nature tells us that we remember the ones that made us cry… the ones that made us felt lonely and isolated… the ones we thought have caused us troubles…instead of usually remembering the ones that made us joyful. It is the agonizing pain of remembering that made us move on slowly. But once we had braved the sadness of goodbyes and understood fully the need to be strong to endure the deep emptiness that we would be able to walk the road of total abandonement. Anytime soon we have to finally face our own agony of 2015. It may be the agony of finally forgetting that one goodbye kiss you had from a love one who betrayed you- it is a sledgehammer affront to your ego that rips apart your heart but you have to finally bid goodbye to that experience; it could be a goodbye to your most loved job… you were just let go, you were maybe also just fired, you may have also just been apprehended; it could be the last goodbye you had with a family member whi passed away; it could be the pain of the end of a wonderful friendship or relationship; it could be the goodbye of moving to new place and of meeting new friends and of building new realtionships. However bad the experience maybe still you have to just let it go and finally say goodbye to the pain you felt that day it happened. Goodbyes may come in different forms. Some maybe be bad but some goodbyes may also be for the best.
It is in goodbye that we appreciate hello.
2016 will be our next hello. May this be a wonderful and prosperous hello for all of us.
Happy New Year Everyone.
HAPPY NEW HELLO!!!
There are moments of longing,
moments of yearning
for your embrace
for your gaze
As I am sailing onwards,
to talk to you
to laugh with you
it is no longer enough
that you are there to love me.
I need you back home dad!!!
Merry Christmas everyone..it has been a wonderful blogging year for me thanks for all your support..
as I was still cleaning up my table I saw this personalised Christmas puzzle gift made by my third daughter (the one who wrote lullaby…I posted weeks ago). she was 11 years when she made this. Each piece was a cartoon version of ourselves which she individually placed in an envelope and we too had to put them all together…
kids..you might wanna do this. so sweet ..
one of the DIY cards made by my eldest daughter on her high school graduation which I happened to recover as I was cleaning up my old table.
her dad (my husband) is an engineer and it amazes me a lot at how much she can relate her dad’s profession as to being a father to her.
In the same way that I am a Language and Literature teacher….
This is just one of the many reasons why I am grateful to be her mom..
giant sock hanging at our window pane the night before Christmas you asked me “please my little princess Santa’s coming I need your socks hanging before Christmas eve”.
Christmas, the day I’d run underneath the tree, wanna see how many gifts you had for me, but you said “please my little princess check your socks I think Santa dropped by last night”.
Christmas gifts from you were mostly made up of toys and clothes and I would be disappointed somehow for I want something else, then you’d say “please my little princess check what Santa had for you”.
my giant sock hanging on windowpane was filled with books coloring materials, then you said and smiled “please my little princess go check carefully if these were exactly what you asked from Santa”.
on my 12th Christmas, I stopped hanging socks, you said: “please my little princess bear with Santa, he only drop gifts on the socks for little girls; he will have yours wrapped underneath the tree”.
on that same Christmas day, I run underneath the tree, the biggest and most beautiful box was for me; then you said “please my little princess read what the card has to say”.
on that Christmas day, Santa wrote, “this is the beginning of your gifts underneath the Christmas tree, you’re a big girl now my little princess, I will be your Santa forever”.
Christmas will never be the same without you dad….