Dihalia: Sometimes I want time to go quickly Sometimes I want time to go slow But not matter what I want I have to wait till dawn. |
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Dihalia: She did not know how she would be with her parents when their time comes. She loved them very much, that she knew. But will she take care of them or will she put them in a home? Will her parents lose their minds or will they have the strength to pull through with dignity? Those were some of the questions that Astrid asked herself. For now, both her parents were robust. Her father once told her that he was not ready to become old. That worried her. The mystery of life was how will they end up. All those years of hard work would need to be payed off with the highest care available, that she knew. Will she be out of patience? Or will she be kind? She remembered the talks about funeral arrangements. Her father and mother told her various times that they wanted none of that. Both wanted to be cremated but her mother wanted her ashes to be scattered in the country side while his father said in the trash, but Astrid told him that for that she preferred to place his ashes with their buried dogs. Her mother wanted to die in her home so did her father. A plead to God was heard: Please, give me the love and patience to take care of my parents for they have given me their life. Astrid was the youngest of four siblings and she still lived in the house with her parents. She was the most attached to them but it scared her that she would not have the courage to encounter what the age could take away. |
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FanStory wrote to Dihalia: The Time of My Life finished second in the contest "The time of my life:" |
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Dihalia: Time is everything for him And its everything for me Yet he does not respond To my calls God |
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Dihalia: Its your voice that I am looking for, its your thoughts, its everything that you have become. |
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