Chapter four

I laid down on the leather couch looking up at my mom, her face illuminated by the monitor. We were talking about something none memorable when the topic of her hoard of photos back in the states. I knew she'd never do anything with them but she insisted me and dad keep them all the same. A little spark lit in her eyes, that tell tale twinkle of remembrance. She hoped up and retrieved a large zip lock bag of pictures from days gone buy. Sitting back down, she took out the photos one by one, explaining each and naming the familiar faces. After the brief explanation she would hand the picture to me and I'd look at it, smiling at the ones I remembered. The pile on my stomach grew to the point where it was starting to become difficult to breath, but I ignored the lack of oxygen, I was to busy enjoying my mom's slight smile throughout the flashbacks. Revisiting lovely days at the beach, grandpa messing about, the smell of grandma's cooking filling up the house, the first days of my sister's and my life. We were so little. I think she misses holding us like that.

This was to days ago.
I love you mom.

Chapter three

Today I woke up an eighteen year old young woman, then fell promptly back to sleep. When i awoke several hours later my breakfast was quite cold. Mother usually forces me awake so that I can eat a warm meal, but today was my birthday, so she let me sleep awhile longer. I like sleeping, so I didn't complain about microwaving the cold edibles.

and that was my birthday morning.
write more soon.

Chapter two

Today was the day before my birthday, but I had a party. It was early so that my boyfriend Finian could come. He is going on vacation tomorrow and will be gone for a week...I have to go back to the states in a week. I might not see him again. He is the first man I've ever truly loved. We said goodbye in the park where we first met at four days ago. Those four days seemed like a wonderful dream I never wanted to wake up from...sadly it seems I've woken up now and my heart aches. I know that it wasn't goodbye for ever. I can still talk to him online....but I may never be able to hug him again, smell him again, or kiss him again. I thought I was inlove once before with another, but I never cried like this-hurt like this when I left him after two years. I only spent four days dating Finian, it shouldn't hurt this much. I know that this pain will subside soon and I will get on with my life, but I will never forget him....and there will always be a part of heart that belongs to him.

Goodbye Finian...talk to you online soon.


Aishiteru. Ja ne.

Chapter one

My mother person finally succeeded in pestering me into having a blog. Though I have to thank her I do enjoy writing quite a bit.
The sun awoke hours ago, it's light pierced my eyes waking me from my slumber prematurely. I grumbled in response, burrowing further into my feather quilt to escape the annoying rays. The new found darkness allowed me to once again to dream of distant lands, familiar faces, and sugar plumbs. This time my dreams were short for my mother awoke me after only two hours later with a warm kiss to my forehead. A mother's kiss is always warm and always welcomed even if the child cringes. They always love smooches from mother, they just don't want anyone else to know.

And that was my morning.
Write more soon.