Hello Melody.....Goodbye Harmony.

Goodbye Harmony....

>>>No connection like home<<<

It feels different, to be the one writing this out for you.

You were always there, writing everything down and letting me know your thoughts. In some sense, it felt like I was your personal diary, than your journal consuming each word you wrote down.

It feels like I have heard more of you, from your own words than what has been shared about you. You must have truly believed, later on in the stage of life, that you were leaving a part of you.

Well you thought wrong, because I have consumed more than just words but your memories. I have gotten to know you through your own words, unfiltered and all.

Your honesty has birthed my honesty.

I think this one thing, I have strongly inherited from no one else but you. It is a scary world, that I have been welcomed to and yet, there is a sense of calmness within me, because I have held onto your words.

I recognized a bit of me in them.

Is it because I am yours, your little Cherry?

And yes, that name has not faltered from many lips, especially those around me.

You were about my very existence, your imagination never running too far from the reality that dad, would face. I was small and fragile looking, enough that he became afraid to hold me, because in his mind, he wouldn't do right. He called himself a coward, but then remembered your words to him, before you shut him out from your world.

Your words were, ' She is here now, there is no turning back. Be her shield and she will be the part of your life that is just worth it.'

I do believe that you said more to him but I hold on to the words he has shared. The rest is between both of you.

As honest as you were in your pages, you did leave a part of the last page empty. The ink was still full mom. I am grown now and yet, I still desire for you to paint the last bits of that page with your words.

Your love for me that grew with time, enlarged that heart of yours. Unfortunately your heart was not strong enough to hold on. The matters of the heart, stood in the way of a continuation to our journey. I am thankful to you, for lasting through those months until I was brought into this world. You didn't leave us completely because I am here.

You were young and had so much to give.

And I had something to give throughout these years, and because I cannot give all that, I will give my own response to your words from these pages.

I have grown, no, I am still growing. I am curious no doubt but I have set my own pace in wanting to feed off my curiosity about things. There are things that I fear but I intend to overcome those. I let each day pass with a lesson because I believe out of a day, there is a lesson there.

Perfection is not what I live by, but doing better. I am happy to have overcome obstacles in my life. It makes me view myself as an overcomer. I am not afraid to cry, because crying lets me release everything I couldn't before. Dad reminds me each time that crying is not a weakness but that I am setting myself free from anything that may suffocate me.

You don't have to worry, dad is here, he always has been.

As I conclude this, I do have something to tell you. No longer is it you, doing this, but me.

I have learnt something and I want to share it with you.

What I have learnt, no, what I am leaning is that, there is no connection like home.

Home is security and home is where the heart can be. You must have been reassured about who you were leaving me with, because I am confident that your heart didn't lead you astray. In this growing journey, I have been blessed with connections, strong ones, that tied together and formed a home. As I am away now, ready to explore more of the pieces that I can grab from this world, my heart lets me know that there is no connection like home.

You said Hello Melody each time at the beginning. Now it is my turn to end things. I want to say Goodbye Harmony, goodbye Beautiful and let the world be the one to to say Hello Melody, this time.