I think it's funny how life turns out over the phases in time. Maybe interesting would be a more appropriate word to describe how I see it all. When previously I would think that I might never really move on and that in this lifetime it will always be somewhere inside me, somehow it's been slipping away slowly without my knowing and finally I feel it now that the void has slowly been filled up. I look at the pictures now and I can't help but feel that love was really blind. It's like how GA once told me, that once she looked around and realized that P was the best one around for her, she knew.

I guess it took a longer time for me. Facing the pictures I've come to discover I'm now in the scenario once described by GA. And I'm happy where I am. It's miraculous in a way yet a relief in a different aspect to know how far I've come since then. R and I, we've had happy days and not-so-happy ones too. But at the end of the day, I want to go home to him. For him to hug me in bed all night. And R does exactly that. But of course, I do wonder how would things have turned out differently if I'd grown up earlier. Yet, on hindsight, I doubt things would have improved and progressed should I have stayed in that spot in the past. All the experiences I've gone through would never have been.

With the year coming to an end, I pray for strength to follow my dreams, for patience to give and love even more, and for health towards happiness and success.