Its been a while. M had a baby girl last night. I am a maami. it feels so good for some reason...she was so happy and yet so so drained.
Life moves on... so many scattered thoughts. what to say..
so many emotions. what makes us want kids? really what is it? is it the fact that you reach a certain age, a certain place in life and it becomes a neccessity? then does everyone have the same desire? even if they havent done well career-wise, or arent married?
i feel like i am a total underachiever. my dreams slowly recede...i have come to a point where i just dont say, leave it to fate/god. i actually do.
T's mom passed away. It was a very sad funeral. especially seeing her little son who knows not what has happened to his grandmother. and who longs for his mom, wondering in his little mind, why she looks so distressed?