Acceptance is the key to heal.

It was raining hard outside yesterday. I gaze at the window and see nothing but fog. It’s been days, 7 days exactly. So much has changed, but not with the way I feel. I am still clinging on and still trying to cope up with things that happened.

I used to wake up in the morning with the bright sun rays that passes through my windows, but now it was the cold freezing wind that the rain brought that wake me up. I shiver, and that made me believe that I am now alone. I try to reach for my pillow then hug it, but it was not there. There in the old place that I used to put it. And for the second time, I felt despair for I am alone.

God never failed me to prove that He is God. That He is a good God.
Even though that He had taken away the sun that shines bright in my morning, He has sent me the rain, I may not know the reason at this time, but maybe tomorrow I’ll understand why…


I may be alone for awhile, but time come that he’ll come back, maybe not as a lover, but as a friend. Time will lapse, and we will grow and understand.
Now, what really matters most is that we loved at all.