~sweet escape~

If I slipped, A friend: will help A good friend: will help but following with words that somehow makes me regret getting any help (in good way though) A bestfriend: laugh first, making fun of me, then finally offering hand to help me get up. But... In life, we all need some bestfriends to help us find the joy in the difficult time. Showing light even in the darkest place. As corny as it may sound. I am not good at making friends. I am not the first option to get along with. So thank you to everyone: For choosing me to be a friend, for counting me one of their good friend, and for keeping me close cause I am their bestfriend.

I am too busy doing my job, dealing with my self, trying to stand still through heavy days. And I forget to look up my babies. And my mommy. Are they happy? I rarely talk to my mom now. I rarely ask her to go out just the two of us. I am too tired to take care of my babies. I oftenly busy with my phone. I am always complaining bout how tired I am. I see my mom's face. Maybe she is lonely. I have been married for eight years and now living separately with my hubby. And days kill me. Days of missing him. I still can talk to him, can see his face, but it still hard because he is not around. My mommy lost her partner. Forever. They had been together for 35 years. My mommy can not see my dad's face anymore, and she can not talk to him too. I know she is lonely and missing my daddy so so much. I feel bad. I am a bad daughter. I am a bad mother too. I hate for being so busy lately. I will make it up. I promise to take care of mommy when daddy is gone. I also have to take care my babie