Tied together with a smile

While on the bus on my way to the office, I saw a man with a little girl, and instantly tears formed the corner of my eyes.

I feel like crying seeing a father and daughter scene – oh, when will I have that again?

I wished I never grow up, and remain that little girl who can’t sleep without having my Papa around.

Now it’s totally the opposite, I’m a grown up and getting used to the fact that he is not physically around.. anymore L

As I was controlling my seems-like outburst of tears, I heard TSwift singing on the background with the song playing on my phone.

Hold on, baby, you're losing it
The water's high, you're jumping into it
And letting go... and no one knows
You cry, but you don't tell anyone
That you might not be the golden one
And you're tied together with a smile
But you're coming undone

Yeah right, I am a girl who cried a lot. But nobody knows. Who can tell that I do cry, 2 – 3 times a week?

Looks can be deceiving. What you see is not always what you get.

I just hope one day, I can let it all out.

It’s hard keeping it all by your self. Not letting the people around see the sobbing version of me.

But this is not just a façade, though I smile to hide my tears, I also smile because I’m happy…happy and grateful that despite the difficulties,

God is here with us, guiding us, giving us strength and hope.

A reason to smile, right? J

much love,

jess