Two years.

It's been two years now since tacia's left us. I'd be lying if I say I haven't missed her dearly.....how would anyone who'd known her well before not missed her?? Until today, I'm sure everyone in the family is still mourning over her "departure". The thoughts/experiences of not having her around during family celebrations, discussions/affairs, usual activities and outings were just so painful that we had to bury the heartache away and overwhelmed ourselves with busy routines. I wonder how mama and popo did it, since all they've been having to do everyday was to stay at home and face the reality with so much past time. They must be so strong......so strong. I'd be really silly if I were to ask, because that will do nothing but make them weep. Furthermore, I gather they must've been just wearing a mask to tell people that everything's fine and cool.........Whereas, I know papa's still battling through extremely hard, and he's barely relaxed at all. I definitely understand what they are going through, but what is there for me to do to ease their sorrows???

If you're not tough, don't try to act one.