Before this last year of entering 30, when I am still 28, when I am still young yet too old, I feel the need to write something. I feel the need to jot down some of my thoughts before they are gone, too quickly, too abruptly, too unexpectedly.
The past year has been a difficult one, challenging in all manners possible: physically, psychologically, spiritually, interpersonally and all the more. I can't help but wonder what awaits, especially after this seemingly-never-ending school year. Yet, in the midst of my imagination, when I turn my head and look back, there are countless blessings along the path of thorns.
I would like to thank God, but then it's mainly between Him and me. There are people I would like to thank too...
Parents, for their unconditional love.
Colleagues, for their warm regards and support.
Friends, for their persistent care.
Brothers and sisters, for their unremitting prayers.
And among them all are precious friends like you, who are currently reading my blog, whom I like a lot, who are basically brothers and sisters to me not in the Christian sense, but literally, as you walk with me through valleys of difficulties and troughs of illnesses. You are angels sent by God to comfort me when I am dispirited. For this, I am forever indebted to you and probably I have told you so, in one way or another.
I made a wish today when my F3 class presented the three birthday cakes (and surprising me with them). I wished that everyone would grow up well. And so be it.
ps. Good night everyone. I am not gonna stay up until 12am, obviously.
