December 23, 2007 - Sunday - 7:19pm
I HOPE THIS CHRISTMAS WOULD MAKE A DIFFERENCE
Eighteen more hours and I’ll be back to where I came from. Anxiety wraps me as I do not know what to expect when I come home. There are cracked things and I do not know if Christmas could fix it. I’m somehow hoping this season’s essence would make a difference.
My relationship with my mom is not quite good lately. I made a mistake and she chose to forsake me; she really is not a normal mother. I hope this Christmas would make a difference for the both of us.
One more thing that bothers me is another family problem regarding my aunties. After everything that happened last year and everything I heard, I don’t know if things will become better or become worse. I hope this Christmas would make a difference for them.
I do not know if this Christmas would change something even just a little. I hope things will be fixed before everyone returns to their usual routine. Christmas is about love, and with love comes forgiveness. I hope this Christmas would make a difference in the pride of people.