I've always had a problem with flying though... I mean, the prospects of crashing. I know the odds are terribly low. More often than not, when a plane crashes, every nation knows about it and the whole world weeps for your soul. I know I know - Touchwood. But the night before the flight, I will never fail to have this terrible rumbling in the nether regions of my stomach that braces me for the possibility of leaving this world - and you my lovely reader, behind. I mean, I'm not afraid (if God suddenly says its my time). I know where I'm going (: My only regret, would be all those times I committed sins unto God and unto the people around me and have not repaid it yet to that person, or even sought for their forgiveness. That's why I cross my fingers when we fly and pray for good weather.
I've done my share of foolish things in the past.. and all in all, I've hurt many many people. But I think I've hurt more people not doing things than actually doing anything. My APATHY is my greatest vice and I intend to change that! ... later. Haha. See?!
But quick to the point, to everyone and anyone that I've made angry, frustrated, cry, sad or even harbour a little of antagonistic feeling towards me, I'm sorry. Its my fault and I'll do my best to change. And I really mean it this time... As 2009 comes to an end, and 2010 comes, I can't guarantee Sharyl will change. But it will be Sharyl and the determination to change ((: and I'll make it a reality. With plenty of help from God, of course ^^
Once again, I'm sorry for all the heartache and trouble I've caused... please, if I could help in any way, tell me (: Let it be my burden to bear. -hugs-
And just in case (not saying that it will), I don't make it back from this (or any other trip), let it be documented here that I love each and every one of you (: And my intentions towards all of you, have been nothing but the best at this moment of sanity and clear-thought. I'd wish you the world, if it'd come true... but while I'm still working on that, I wish you the best you can muster ((: and all that I can muster, till my dying breath. I love you. I really do.
With more love,
Sharyl
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