The night before the party wasn't exactly smooth as I expected, Bubba my puppy recently undergone an operation on his intestines. I couldn't bare sleeping early I was comforting him, showered him with kisses and we prayed together as I hold his small paw. Despite his operation he was still trying to walk and even wagged his tail as he instantly recognize my voice but he wasn't eating that much. Eventually my eyes gave up on me and I slept around 5:00 am. I woke up around 10:00 am, we cleaned his sutures and again prayed together. I asked God that His will be done, that if Bubba will just suffer in the long run even if he survived this, although it's hard for me to even conceive the idea, it is better for him to be with You there in heaven free of pain and suffering. Around 12 noon, The Great BubbaBhaer passed away.
I have a typical first name and that is Kristina. It could be spelled-out in different ways (Cristina, Christina, Xtina and what have you) but nevertheless it still sounds the same. For the last 2 decades of my existence, my name has evolved from Maria, tin-tin, Kristina, Kristeta, tina, tins and in an effort to be unique I finally chose a hyphenated name now I am t-na.
Mood Swings
Confessions
I always said the right things, throwing smiles left and right, ignoring "unpleasant" scenarios pretend that it didn't happen. I found it difficult to say NO, even though I really don't want to do it. To top it off, I always believed that "If I could just be nice to other people, maybe they will also be nice to me in return". Now, realizing that all of that crap I thought of is just full of shit since a lot of people took advantage of my disposition. Some of them even recognized that I was gullible and naive but instead of correcting me, they completely did the opposite. I've treasured momments of reflection and meditation, the healing of wounds. One day I'll face and conquer my demons...
t-na @ 9:20 AM|
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