Return to Gainesville.
I received a call yesterday afternoon from an unknown number.
It was Mimi, and she'd gotten into an accident, her car totaled.
I decided to go back to Gainesville, despite her protests, because I knew that she didn't really have anyone else in Gainesville. I just wanted to be there for her.
"I'm coming back." "No, you don't have to, I'm okay." "I'm coming back." "No!" "Yes." "No!" "I'll see you soon."
It seems I want to be there for a lot of people,
but my prayers and words can only suffice for so much.
I want to do more, but I'm doing what I can.
As I was leaving Orlando and got back onto the Turnpike, I called one of my Filipino friends that I had intended to visit. She teaches there and I hadn't contacted her since the day before. After I told her what had happened, why I hadn't gotten to see her, and how I was going back despite Mimi telling me not to, she said, "Why are you going back when she asked you not to? I mean, if she's okay... Is it a subconscious thing where you don't want to go to South Florida?" "No. I want to be there for her." Really, on the inside, I was thinking, Wow, really? I'm offended that she'd think that... Is she really like that?
She said I was a good friend. Dad said I was a true friend. Mom was worried about Mimi, and so was Dad.
I'm really not that great of a person, and I'm not saying that to be modest.
There's still a lot to do, a lot to fix, a lot of internal struggles, and oh, the conflicts and emotions inside of me as I was driving along. But I made sure to pay attention; Yuka was nice enough to have packed me some snacks and not one, but two bottles of water. She was a really kind person and a wonderful host and I can't wait to spend time there again.
But more on that later...
I want people to understand that I am there for them. That I know a lot of people say it, but I really don't mind if people call me or want to vent at any point. And that it won't be a burden. I mean, haha, I'm a burden and so I'd like to return the favor of everyone putting up with me. It's not just that, though.
I've just always liked helping people.
I hope you are all doing well.
And remember, don't take life for granted.
You've only got one.
It was Mimi, and she'd gotten into an accident, her car totaled.
I decided to go back to Gainesville, despite her protests, because I knew that she didn't really have anyone else in Gainesville. I just wanted to be there for her.
"I'm coming back." "No, you don't have to, I'm okay." "I'm coming back." "No!" "Yes." "No!" "I'll see you soon."
It seems I want to be there for a lot of people,
but my prayers and words can only suffice for so much.
I want to do more, but I'm doing what I can.
As I was leaving Orlando and got back onto the Turnpike, I called one of my Filipino friends that I had intended to visit. She teaches there and I hadn't contacted her since the day before. After I told her what had happened, why I hadn't gotten to see her, and how I was going back despite Mimi telling me not to, she said, "Why are you going back when she asked you not to? I mean, if she's okay... Is it a subconscious thing where you don't want to go to South Florida?" "No. I want to be there for her." Really, on the inside, I was thinking, Wow, really? I'm offended that she'd think that... Is she really like that?
She said I was a good friend. Dad said I was a true friend. Mom was worried about Mimi, and so was Dad.
I'm really not that great of a person, and I'm not saying that to be modest.
There's still a lot to do, a lot to fix, a lot of internal struggles, and oh, the conflicts and emotions inside of me as I was driving along. But I made sure to pay attention; Yuka was nice enough to have packed me some snacks and not one, but two bottles of water. She was a really kind person and a wonderful host and I can't wait to spend time there again.
But more on that later...
I want people to understand that I am there for them. That I know a lot of people say it, but I really don't mind if people call me or want to vent at any point. And that it won't be a burden. I mean, haha, I'm a burden and so I'd like to return the favor of everyone putting up with me. It's not just that, though.
I've just always liked helping people.
I hope you are all doing well.
And remember, don't take life for granted.
You've only got one.