tht song lingers.
that long winding needy annoying song both lovely and catchy hits me well.
the best of it all is i am using the same old me, even my clothes arent new.
just the feeling, the need to revamp, redo, recreat a new version karee
while still keeping abreast the same old karee me.
not curry mee.
just karee me.
lalala
survived a minor stroke in the brain, a passing of my beloved abah, two eye operation and a fistula procedure for preparation should i need dialysis.
above all that, i took a year off non paid and another 6 months taking care of mama.
contemplating, at one point whether i should just quit.
give in. give it all up as raise my white flag and just loose hope.
but i kept going, from a day at a time, i crawled back, to try to stand still, stand tall.
its not like wht it use to.
but its a survival
and i am thriving,
i must succeed.
i am back to giving.
work and routine are slowly seeping in. Triumph and tragedy are still what is making this earth move.
and so shall i
i breath, inhale and exhale
as i whisper,
"welcome back karee, welcome back."
