Even when you’re in the middle of the storm, be thankful. Even when you’re in pain, be thankful.
It’s easy to be angry when you’re hurt, when you’re in pain, when you’re lost, when you’re bruised. It’s easy to last out and say, “Why me? I don’t deserve this!” It’s easy to think the great big Universe is being unfair. It’s easy to play the victim.
But this is the time to be thankful to God, to praise Him for molding you to become a better person. Lord, I thank You.
I am not your best friend and you will never call me your best friend. But I know that I’m the friend closest to your heart, the one you tell your deepest and darkest secrets to. I’m the one you turn to when the going gets really though.
You are not my best friend and I will never call you my best friend. But you will always be the one I turn to for every little success, for every little joy, for every little pain. I often tell you that you can destroy my life with how much information you know about me.
We are not best friends and we will never call each other best friends. But we know every little thing about each other. All the joys, the pains, the hurts, the milestones. We are always present when we need and do not need each other.
We are not best friends and we will never call each other best friends. And we’re both fine with that. In fact, we never really talked about it. We didn’t need to.
Because the label has never been important and it will never be important.
There’s something powerful about being positive. When I was still in the midst of processing a legal case, I tried my utmost best in avoiding any negative emotion. I’ve learned that negativity did not do anything good. It distracted me from focusing on my goal.
I have one goal this year and I’m sticking to that. Sometimes I catch myself thinking negatively but I always stop myself. Just like last year, I don’t want to give power to any doubt because I am 100% driven to achieve this year’s goal. I will achieve it, by hook or by crook.
Sometimes you try to find a way to make your hopes a reality pero nagiging pilit and what you want does not really materialize. But the thing is, God has better plans for you and you should just trust Him enough that whatever His plans are for you, these are so much better than what you have in mind.
Sometimes, it’s hard to believe but it is true. Just trust Him. Let Him surprise you. 🙂
The writers are developing slow-paced episodes. The main character is focused on her work with occasional dinner dates with her super friend, discussing life choices, waxing philosophy, and well, judging people. The main character is also seen sneaking glances and occasionally interacting with a potential love interest. She’s daydreaming about him. The writers are not sure how to develop this story arc.
Sometimes beginnings take you by surprise. You don’t realize that you’re already in the middle of the story and you wonder how it all began.
Sometimes you’re lucky enough to be standing at the very start of what is–you hope–a happy journey. You’re lucky enough to see things and you wonder if this is the start of something wonderful. And you tell yourself, “I can’t wait to see what happens next.”
So much has been said about love. So many hugots, so many bitter lines, so many hearts longing for that elusive dream. Does it exist? Is it attainable? Or it’s just a figment of imagination, much like the fairy tales you grew up with?
It’s easy to feel jaded about love. It’s easy to give up on love. After all, It’s not uncommon to see movies about broken hearts, broken marriages, and broken dreams. Songs lamenting of infidelity. TV shows of mistresses, abandoned children, despairing spouses.
But sometimes you’re lucky to witness a love that continues to withstand the test of time. Despite the ups and downs (very little downs, I might add), you see a love that remains true and happy.
And then you realize that this love is not just love for each other and for the nuclear family. This love also extends to other members of your otherwise dysfunctional clan (which clan isn’t?). It is shown through 50 years of generosity and kindness with the hopes that everyone will have better opportunities and, in the process, better lives.
Maybe that’s what love is all about. Maybe the best kind of love is not spoken. Maybe the best kind of love is giving yourself not only to your spouse but to everyone else you meet and who you share your life with. Maybe to have that kind of love is enough.