Im kinda feeling not so great at the moment. I regret not going to church today and Im sure no one will understand my reason.
Anyway, I just remember how my reverie was. It was so vivid that I felt like it just happened yesterday. Not clearly remembering though where I was only that I saw two little boys running from our door and hugging me. And then I saw him. Standing there. And then I woke up. With vast reasons as to how I had a dream about him with the two kidz, I wonder how and why after all these years, only then that Ive seen him in my dreams.
Or maybe, it has something to do with the card he sent two years ago. I found it yesterday while I was looking for old christmas cards. It doesn't make sense, though because I've never forgotten him eversince. I always have mixed emotions hearing his name. How would you ever forget someone who caused you so much? Most of my writings were ingeniously done bec of him. Most of the times we remember how we have lived our life through pain not through the wonderful memories that have made us a better person. Because sometimes pain make us stronger.
No matter what the reasons may be, I hope and pray that he's doing good. Especially my younger half-brothers.
