Unspoken words #2

My heart skipped a beat each time the sound of your vehicle approaches.
Excitement. Joy. Longing. all mixed into one gigantic bursts of innocent cheerfulness.
I would drag my little feet and went on to my usual hiding place; it was either the restroom or behind the dining table.
Wrapping my arms around my knees, I'd attempt to curl up into a ball as tiny as possible, and expectantly waited for you to show up.
My ears picked up the familiar thumps of your shoes as you walked closer and searched for me.
And of course, you'd find me. And no matter how many times we played this little game, the surprised look on your face never failed to amuse me as a kid.
When you found me in my hiding spot, you'd act surprised and opened your arms to invite me in, picked me up and showered my cheeks with kisses, to which I almost always responded with a cringe because the stubble on your face bothered me.

You were the most intelligent person in my world. From science to politics, how in the world did you store up all those knowledge inside your head? Anyway, you were a living Encyclopedia who never ceased to fascinate me.

You remember that beautiful park around the lake in Hanoi? I will bring my kids there in the future; to the same spot we went to. And we will ride our bicycles or skate around the lake together. And we will also go out to eat crabs regularly and make plenty of visits to the bookstore.
My kids and I will do these things in the future to cherish and honor your existence.

There hasn't been a lot of memories, but maybe God made it this way so that the few memories that are left can easily stay on the back of my mind as if they just occurred yesterday.
Regardless, I miss you and this has been the hardest change, but I think I'm starting to come to terms with it.

Maybe we'll meet again somewhere, sometime.  And when it happens, make sure you pick me up with your arms because in spite of everything, I still want to feel your stubble on my cheek again.

Excitement in the air

Been wanting to make a post right at the beginning of the month, but for some inexplicable reasons, that didn't work out somewhat. I've been looking forward to this month because October had just been mean; injured my foot, sudden changes of plan, and midterm. The last 3 weeks were basically me pulling countless of all-nighters with the help of caffeine. Yea..cramming for test doesn't seem like a wise method but it somehow works for me. Despite all the stress, one thing I enjoyed the most about the midterm was when we were told to write about a country in Southeast Asia along with its political transformation; of course I wrote about Burma and had such a good time with it.

Anyway, I'm just glad that time is progressing, health is improving, and wound is healing. Funny how the day seems to be terribly slow but when you look back over your shoulder, everything seems to be different.

It's November already, and I have a mixed feelings that I can't really articulate into words. I think it is leaning towards excitement though. I'm actually having chemical reactions in my brain that one can safely refer to as something that is VERY close to happiness. Perhaps it's the Christmas vibe approaching or maybe it's the fact that my birthday is lurking around the corner. My attitude towards birthdays has always been quite nonchalant, but this time I can't seem to ignore the fact that I'd officially be two decades in just a few weeks. You hear me? Two freakin Decades. Man, that's pretty old if you ask me. And if you know me, you'd know the kind of ideas I have about growing old into "adulthood," which is something I don't quite look forward to. 

However, for some strange reasons, I don't feel that way at all. And perhaps it's the "new year" vibe, or the "it's holiday soon" vibe, I don't know. One thing for sure though, is that I'm damn excited about this. This may not be the right occasion to write about what's been happening for the last 10 months, but I'm just gonna reflect super briefly on it.

2013 has been one hell of a roller coaster ride; full of blessings that are disguised through pain, so many precious lessons that I've learned, not to mention the people I crossed paths with that made changes in my life. It has been a real challenge and a bittersweet experience.

The highlight of this year is definitely God finding me back. I was lost for so long, I rebelled against him for years. There's still an awful lot of things to work on, but I'm definitely coming out stronger than ever.

So excited about turning a new leaf and starting fresh. A few more posts and I think I'll be done with this little blog of sanctuary for good.

It's about time.