The love you withhold is the pain you will carry.

I usually enjoy long bus rides and a quiet walk home, it clears my mind and let my mind run freely. But not the case nowadays, the ghost of you occupies my mind. Nothing can make me feel better about my loss, not even the idea how we are all made out of stars. Where did your consciousness go? Are you more aware now? Or are you totally gone? 

KJV - But I suffer not a woman to teach, nor to usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence.

RSV - I permit no woman to teach or to have authority over men; she is to keep silent.

GNB - I do not allow them to teach or to have authority over men; they must keep quiet.

NIV - I do not permit a woman to teach or to have authority over a man; she must be silent.

CEV - They should be silent and not be allowed to teach or to tell men what to do.

NASB - But I do not allow a woman to teach or exercise authority over a man, but to remain quiet.

NLT - I do not let women teach men or have authority over them. Let them listen quietly.

NET - But I do not allow a woman to teach or exercise authority over a man. She must remain quiet.

Death is a brief separation
A temporary pain
Grieve not my dear
The sun will shine again
Death separates our bodies
But our hearts remain the same
And the memories of our love
Will soothe away your pain
And carry you over
Until we meet again.

So over the past week, my dearest grandmother whom I have grown up and lived with has passed away. Ironically, her obituary photo was done by me. I remembered how she would always ask me to take a photo and do it up nicely for her so she can look pretty even during her funeral. I would always get really angry with her but now I’m glad that I did, at least her family and friends could remember her looking at her best.