Halaga

What started with little lies has now grown into such a terrible heartache that almost nothing can beat - not even that lovely Greek! Spending the whole night arguing and taking blows were inarguably tiring. Dada was right, I should've listened and saved my myself from blows that are quite deafening.

It was around 3 in the morning when Dada's 3 and a half hour long litany finally ended. He started yakking while we were in the car, on our way home from Palacio de Maynila. And there I found myself painfully wondering when will these "boys" finally realize that I am worthy of something great.

This morning as I opened my mail - a friend, who is now based in the US, wrote something that made me cry like there's no more tomorrow. And it reads...

Sa libu-libong pagkakataon na tayo'y nag-kasama
Iilang ulit palang kitang makitang masaya
Naiinis akong isipin na ginaganyan ka nya
Siguro ay hindi niya lang alam ang iyong
Tunay na halaga

What can I say, pigs - no matter how cute and lovable they seem to be, are still pigs and will act like one. Its just sad that no matter what you do, some people will refuse to love you just the way you should be loved. Ha! Ever heard of some old senti lines that go - I cannot make you love me if you don't, you can't make your heart feel something it won't? So sounds family now to me.

But as always, I will grow up way ahead of those within my range and be a blessing to those who are far more suffering than I am.

You see, I am a great and prayerful woman's daughter.