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Tsis Nco Caum Koj

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  Los mloog kuv hais...los kawm ntawm kuv...los nyeem kuv lub neej... Nej puas paub yam dab tsi mob siab tshaj plaws? Nej puas paub yam dab tsi tua tau koj ua ntej kev mob kev nkeeg? Qhov ntawm yog kev tu siab, kev khuv xim...rau yus tus kheej, rau yus txoj kev txhaum. Thaum, kuv yeej muaj ib tug tab zag zoo tshaj plaws nrog kuv, muaj lub suab luag nrog luag tej, muaj ib txoj kev zoo siab zoo tshaj luag li. Tiam si, kuv lub qhov muag yuam ke deb heev. Kuv ntshaw kom lub neej zoo, ntshaw kom caum kom cuag luag tej, ntshaw kom kuv muaj ib yam li luag. Kuv rau siab mus khws, rau siab mus caum kom tau kuv tus npau suav. Txhua txhua hnub, txhua txhua hmo, kuv mus tshoo tuag nthi tom hauj lwm, kom tau ib pob nyiaj los ua kuv lub neej kom zoo.  Kuv niaj hnub niaj hmo mus khws, tsis nco qab tias muaj ib tug neeg tseeb ceeb tshaj plaws nyob ntawm kuv ib sab uas kuv muab feeb hlov cia yam nws tsis txawj ntshaw kuv lub xub ntiag, yam kuv tsis nco tias kuv cia nws yoo kuv txoj kev hlub. N...

I Forgive You

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When my mother lay on her deathbed, she said to me, "Forgive...even in the absence of an apology. You may wonder why I have always been a happy person despite so many people who look down on me. I am happy because I forgive. And so should you." Today, I am beginning a new chapter of in my book of life. It is a chapter that has been heavy because it is filled with hurt and lies...from others. I realized that no matter how far I may go in life, to the person who does not support or love me, they will always see me as someone below them and hate me silently.  That is ok.  My journey in my life is mine alone. If they are to hate me silently, let them hate me silently. Because it does not prevent me from continuing to do all I can do.  We often tread lightly on this subject of forgiveness because most times it involves family members. But today I will tell you that if you continue to hold on to the expectation of an apology, you will find that it will never come. When my mothe...