I can only imagine...

The whole world, from strangers to my own family, has been reciting to me, trying to persuade me, even forcing their ideas down my throat, nagging, scoffing & threatening; that it is impossible, Terisa. Terisa, you ought to do what generations before us had done, these idiot-proof methods, this should be the way, no, that should be the way...

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There were times I was tempted to give in, just to pacify them with what they want with me, & have some peace (even if it's most likely gonna be a short-term one). Most of the time...I dreaded their presence. I know I will regret my life away if I let go of my ideals, the lifestyle I want to pursue, & the dream I want to live. I refuse to!

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Now, home ain't my own home. Bed turned cold. Family became strangers. And requests turned into threats. I lost track of their many expectations of me. For they have so many, some of them in turn contradicted with one another. Why don't family understand?

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Or is it me with the high expectation?

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The irony is, my ideal revolves around brightening up the lives of my loved ones, putting smiles on their faces, by providing them with the lifestyle they desire...& guess who are on top of my list?

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You can only imagine...

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And I can only imagine...

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BUT GOD inspired me once again with great examples such as Dick & Rick Hoyt...

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For in Him, all things are possible. All things...