A Tribute to Christina
The first time I hit this road was after a bad experience with an emotional abuser, who obviously wasn't abusing me alone! I was just a fool who believed that a person with multiple casual encounters can be loyal to someone! When the damage was done and everything was clearly discovered, I hit the road hard with a rough asphalt slap on my face. But thankfully my soul wasn't broken; only my heart and is recovered! Lesson learned: Watch carefully and learn from other people's actions before giving them any bits of trust.
Right in the middle of the aftermath of the first relationship, there came my savior; the only person who was able to get me off the wreckage, rub the dust off and let me shine again: Christina. With her slim build, a typically Egyptian skin tone: darker toned that glitters in a dimming light with a bronze look. I was totally lost without any ambition and I had a four year streak of failure at university with no expected date for graduation in the next few years at least. My emotional condition was even worse and my mental state all negative with no interest in life anymore! Yes, she was the straw i was hanging to in an ocean raging with storms and high waves. She never lost hope in me to the extent that i was wondering sometimes if she's that naive to believe that someone like myself can do anything! She was my guide, my inspiration my keeper and even my mother sometimes! In whole six month of hard work on her side she has managed to reconstruct this lost person, and managed to get me away from this previous woman... and yes our relationship was finally balanced with each of us contributing to it. The foundation was so strong and what was being built looked so good to be true...
On that day, April 4th, 2005... I woke up on a phone from her best friend... with a shrugged voice obviously exhausted from crying... telling me that Christina has died Sunday morning... and the mass is today. I wished it was just a nightmare that's gonna be over soon, but i couldn't wake up from it... it was real! I attended the service, couldn't stay for a second after the service was over and tried to take the exam at uni after that (i failed it of course!) and went home like struck by a thunder... I have no idea why I'm writing this after 7 years... but i still believe that I'm not fully over it... For my lifetime i will have a part of you inside me, Christina, because you are the one who has put the foundation for the person alive today...
With your 7th memorial next week, I'd like to tell you that you are not forgotten and never will be. You are still missed. Thank you for making me. who I am today.
The first time I hit this road was after a bad experience with an emotional abuser, who obviously wasn't abusing me alone! I was just a fool who believed that a person with multiple casual encounters can be loyal to someone! When the damage was done and everything was clearly discovered, I hit the road hard with a rough asphalt slap on my face. But thankfully my soul wasn't broken; only my heart and is recovered! Lesson learned: Watch carefully and learn from other people's actions before giving them any bits of trust.
Right in the middle of the aftermath of the first relationship, there came my savior; the only person who was able to get me off the wreckage, rub the dust off and let me shine again: Christina. With her slim build, a typically Egyptian skin tone: darker toned that glitters in a dimming light with a bronze look. I was totally lost without any ambition and I had a four year streak of failure at university with no expected date for graduation in the next few years at least. My emotional condition was even worse and my mental state all negative with no interest in life anymore! Yes, she was the straw i was hanging to in an ocean raging with storms and high waves. She never lost hope in me to the extent that i was wondering sometimes if she's that naive to believe that someone like myself can do anything! She was my guide, my inspiration my keeper and even my mother sometimes! In whole six month of hard work on her side she has managed to reconstruct this lost person, and managed to get me away from this previous woman... and yes our relationship was finally balanced with each of us contributing to it. The foundation was so strong and what was being built looked so good to be true...
On that day, April 4th, 2005... I woke up on a phone from her best friend... with a shrugged voice obviously exhausted from crying... telling me that Christina has died Sunday morning... and the mass is today. I wished it was just a nightmare that's gonna be over soon, but i couldn't wake up from it... it was real! I attended the service, couldn't stay for a second after the service was over and tried to take the exam at uni after that (i failed it of course!) and went home like struck by a thunder... I have no idea why I'm writing this after 7 years... but i still believe that I'm not fully over it... For my lifetime i will have a part of you inside me, Christina, because you are the one who has put the foundation for the person alive today...
With your 7th memorial next week, I'd like to tell you that you are not forgotten and never will be. You are still missed. Thank you for making me. who I am today.
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