Try to live as a virgin grandmother in 2010 is neither easy nor hard. It all depends on how we choose to look at things. I acknowledge its been three years since my last post. A lot had happened. If you want to know the full story of me, you got to read my book which will be published around a decade from now. I'm working on it.
Back to our story, the beautiful thing about life is that it is and never will be the same for each and everyone of us. Yet we could still learn from each other. More interesting is how life could never be complete without pain and pleasure. It is a must. When these two elements goes unbalanced, chaos steps in and things happens.
Now I'm going to describe one of the possible ways of things going wrong. It can happen anytime anyday. Even on simple normal day of living, doing laundry, studying, eating, sleeping, helping people with errands or donations you name it. It will all start with a small uneasy feeling in the heart. A feeling that something is happening, that something is going to be wrong. One thing about this feeling, it can't be shaken off. It will stay and linger for, hours, days even weeks untill it happen. Something that most people would pray to be spared from. The worst thing that could turn out when it happen is committing suicide. Something "they" want us to do badly. The very thing that we feel the dread from the beginning. Why suicide? Some might ask. The reason is simple, the pain is too much. One thing people misunderstand most of the time is about the pain. Some people try to decode the pain as stress, frustration, weakness in spirit and many other assumptions. These assumptions are quite far from truth as far as what I am describng of is concerned. The pain that I mean is something so negative so destructive that it claimed lives. Until nextime, virgin grandma
