Sometimes life throws you a bouncer and you impulsively dodge it. You come across as a brave soul, who has head in place and get tagged as strong--to the point that the worst storms pass you over without as much as a flicker in the eye.
I have seen storms--small gusts, big cyclones -- but never of the tornado kind that seem to suck you up.;
I have been blessed with comfort and security in life but have battled minor wars -- thanks to conflicts and stress.; But then these only made me headstrong and a tight personality who remains calm even in the face of storm.
This day, I feel am I unfazed?; Have I become so headstrong that I don't put impulse and emotion over attachments and grief.
I cried yes but never to the point that acceptable as "just." Have I become stiff OR am I just pragmatic?
Losing my father didn't change me one bit. It didn't make me lock myself and grieve. It just made me redevelop my principles and make the best of life that is now!
Perhaps I should have grieved more but I simply am not able to let that happen. I still don't know why. I miss you Bauji and this trait I exhibit today is exactly inherited from you.; You've left me but you've left me stiffer and stronger. Yet I feel I dont cry enough.
:( Pic was on my first Anniv last year. Never imagined he'd never see any more of my annivs.
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