To My Little Sister - Part 7

March 22, 2015

Dear Rose,

How are you?  I'm trying to uplift my spirits.  I'm trying to feel happier.  Alisha, Michelle's adorable, adorable, little girl just left for her trip back to Australia.  She's the funniest little girl I've ever encountered.  If there's a little girl who knows how to use her charms, it's definitely her.   I don't know when she and her mum will be back.  Hopefully, it'll be soon.  At almost a year and half, she's feisty and knows what she wants and doesn't want - in terms of food and what she wants to do.  To top it all, she has so much energy enough to last us for 3 days.  Hahaha Age oh age!

This is her:

I wonder how grandma feels.  But it's good that she has this wonderful ability to just take things in stride and just take things as they are.  If I were in her place, I would definitely feel crushed knowing that the bond I should be sharing with my own child is someone else's joy. But that's her.  Ever since I met her out here again, she's always been such a jolly person - laughs at almost every little thing. That's probably why she still looks like she's in her 30s or 40s at close to 70.  The years are going by so fast and pretty soon we'll reach that age too.

I wonder how we'll both be.  Will I finally be able to be at peace with that past we've all had? Maybe. It definitely is something to look forward to.  The painful memories will always be there but then there are always more good and beautiful memories to look forward to. I want you to have the same thing.  I don't know if we're both alike in that we harbor resentment.  It isn't good and that's why I'm working on just healing myself.  Life is good and if marred with bitter memories those don't make for an ideal life.

I want to just live life.  There's just so much to do - music, art, wood work like picture frames and dollhouses, etc.  I'll let you know what happens.  For now, I'm concentrating on improving my guitar skills.  I can strum and pluck a bit and the internet is full of tutorials it'd be the best way to learn;  that and daily practice. Writing daily - to you (lol or whoever) and a bit of painting here and there. Nothing serious.

Anyways, it's Monday.  Hope you enjoy the week.  For me, it's the start of the work week - Mondays are like dreadful things because it signals the end of the weekend, the start of work and being serious, the end of play and art.  But then after work each day, I look forward to going home and deciding what I want to do.


Take care,
Marie