comment on your food , usually saying its bad jokingly . You would then laugh and swat my head , a sign for me to go away and let you finish your cooking .
Once we finished dinner we would wash the dishes together . Sometimes we would splash water or soap at each other . I would then do some work for my job . Then I would shower and change . Sometimes , as I come out of the bathroom drying my hair with a towel , I would see you reading on the balcony . Sometimes I would find you watching comedy shows on the TV . Sometimes I would find you in bed , already sleeping . Its on these nights where I would slip into the bed quietly , put my arms around you and bury my head into your hair , indulging that adoring smell of yours . And every time I would think about why I can ’ t stop loving that delicate smell . Eventually I realized that it was because your smell reminded me of home . A place where I belong . It reminded me of the forest behind our house when I was young , filled with adventure , wilderness , sweetness , beauty , and softness .
And with those thoughts in mind , I would drift into sleep with your comforting presence in my arms . Your loving smell still reminding me of home .
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Hey . It ’ s our daughter ’ s 23rd birthday today . Can you not even send something to wish her happy birthday ?
Even on her birthday . She still can ’ t find happiness . Not without your presence . She came home today , again complaining about her job , tears in her eyes . I wished her a happy birthday , and told her to not complain , as if she was still a child . She laughed , wiped her tears and told me off , saying she was 23 and was an independent woman . She doesn ’ t need me to keep telling her what to do . I laughed back .
Looking at our daughter , she is a fully grown woman . A strong independent woman indeed . Capable of even unnerving the mightiest of men with her words . She has a striking resemblance to you . Guess that was good , since I was never the good looking one . Haha .
Do you remember ? Our daughter ’ s birth .
I can still see it like yesterday . You in the hospital bed . Holding her in your hands . You had tears and joy in your eyes . I was sitting beside you on the bed . Holding your hands and hers in mine . It was an amazing feeling . That feeling of family . Your hands , warm and gentle against mine . I felt a sense of responsibility then . To take care of you and our daughter . To work till I ’ m old and make money for you two . Our daughter ’ s little new-born hand in ours . It was the best feeling ever .
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I remember that day , I was working overtime when I got this call from our daughter . She sounded frantic , scared . I asked her what happened , but she was crying so hard she couldn ’ t form words . I rushed back home . My head spun . I couldn ’ t think straight . I didn ’ t dare think what could have happened . I slammed open the door and rushed in . Following the sounds of our daughter screaming for you to wake up , I ran into the kitchen . You were lying on the floor , unconscious , our daughter was beside you , shaking your shoulders begging for you to wake up .
I screamed your name , but it was cut off as panic and sobs filled my throat . I told our daughter to call the ambulance as I rushed beside you and held you in my arms . I kept calling you . But you wouldn ’ t wake up .
comment on your food, usually saying its bad jokingly. You would then laugh and swat my head, a sign for me
to go away and let you finish your cooking.
Once we finished dinner we would wash the dishes together. Sometimes we would splash water or soap at each
other. I would then do some work for my job. Then I would shower and change. Sometimes, as I come out of
the bathroom drying my hair with a towel, I would see you reading on the balcony. Sometimes I would find you
watching comedy shows on the TV. Sometimes I would find you in bed, already sleeping. Its on these nights
where I would slip into the bed quietly, put my arms around you and bury my head into your hair, indulging
that adoring smell of yours. And every time I would think about why I can’t stop loving that delicate smell.
Eventually I realized that it was because your smell reminded me of home. A place where I belong. It reminded
me of the forest behind our house when I was young, filled with adventure, wilderness, sweetness, beauty, and
softness.
And with those thoughts in mind, I would drift into sleep with your comforting presence in my arms. Your
loving smell still reminding me of home.
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Hey. It’s our daughter’s 23rd birthday today. Can you not even send something to wish her happy birthday?
Even on her birthday. She still can’t find happiness. Not without your presence. She came home today, again
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