Dear Friend,
DG

Sometimes, things change naturally. As they say, the good news is “People change”, and the bad news is “People change”. Sometimes, it’s just a matter of perspective. If you think there’s something that has changed, well, always believe that it’s for the better. Because everything happens for a reason, for a beautiful reason.
But no matter what, let me assure you that I will just be here. Whether as a friend, as a sister, as a leader or even maybe as a stranger, depending on how you will perceive me, I’ll be here. 


Love,
Your Friend
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Petty Little Thing Called..
DG

Distraction. [Part II]

Here we go again. When will you stop disturbing me? Why do you keep on knocking at my triple-locked door? Do I have to buy a new one to add on it? You’re such a genius to unlock my door.

 There it was, that photo that annoyed me a lot. I mean, A LOT. I ‘shift-deleted’ it. It shouldn’t go to the recycle bin for I don’t have any intention to recycle it. It’s a trash. It destroys my ability to focus. But it came again. But this time, it came alive. No more photos, no more statue-like annoyance. Now, it’s alive and kicking. And yeah, it kicks too hard I can almost get knocked-out. But of course I won’t let that happen. NEVER. Over my dead body. Haha!

When it punched me once, I punched it twice. When it kicked me twice, I kicked it thrice. But I guess it’s not just a one-round game. But I hope we won’t reach 12 rounds, that will be really tiring. But if it will take 13 rounds to knock it down, it will be fine with me. I’m always ready to fight.

You’re such a petty dirty little thing. But you hit me in the core, so I better kill you. If not, then I’ll make sure you’ll stay in the hospital for a lifetime. So if you’ll continue kicking my door and unlock it, you better prepare yourself for a bloody fight. Come on dirty buddy, round one has warmed me up. Let’s get ready to rumble!

And oh, prepare yourself to lose :) 

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My Beloved
DG

When I’m happy and I experience success, you are always there and you rejoice with me. When I’m sad and feeling down, you are there and you always try to comfort me.

Every morning when I wake up, you remind me how wonderful each day can be and that God will surely bless me. Every night before I sleep, still, you tell that no matter what happened, that day has a beautiful purpose.

You laugh with me, cry with me and you never left me. Yes, you are not always beside me, but you never let me feel that way. You encourage and support me all the way.

I commit mistakes and I even hurt you, but then, you’re still there. Still, you choose to stay.

Everyday, I thank God for the gift of love I found in you. You are beyond the perfection I’ve been looking for. Yes, you’re not perfect, but you’re the most beautiful and most wonderful ‘imperfect’ gift God has given me.

When I face success, you look me in the eye, hold my hand and I can see the genuine joy you feel for me. And when tears fall, I know how much you want to hug me and make me feel it’s alright.. but then you don’t.. you simply hold my hands so tight and whisper a prayer to God.

You are so GENUINE.. so PURE.. so GENTLE.. so FAITHFUL.. so TRUE.. so worthy to be adored and loved.

Whenever I feel lost, you guide me and lead my way back to God. Whenever I want to give up, you gently push me to fight once more..

Your deep love and commitment to our dear God always encourage me and at the same time, rebuke me..
I fail Him many times and I know I will never be worthy of anything from Him. But everytime I see you, I remember how compassionate, loving and forgiving He is.. that inspite of my mistakes, sins and failures, He still gave me a wonderful gift of YOU.

Everytime I see you fall on your knees and worship Him..
Everytime I hear your prayers and cries..
Everytime I feel your great love for Him and His people..

I AM AMAZED.

And once more, I am thankful.

You are not just my supporter, you are my BELIEVER.
You are not just my lover, you are my LEADER.
And you simply bring out the BEST IN ME.

You are one great GIFT. You are one great LOVE. You are my BELOVED.



The only question that runs in my head is..

WHEN WILL YOU COME MY WAY?


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Dear God,
DG

You mad at me? I’m a complete mess. I’m sorry. I vividly remember that day Lord, and I guess it will forever be marked. It’s funny I know, but You see Lord, I became so weak. And I am so sorry for disappointing You. Your child really gives You some headache I know. How I wish I can just buy You some medicine to take away the pain I give You. But then, at the end of the day, it’s still You who give me a big hug just to put away all the pain in my heart. And I can never say ‘Thank You’ enough.
I love You.

Love,
Your child
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Colors
DG

It was blue. Then it became bluer. Now, is it bluest? Hmm, let me think.

I opened that door. It was my choice. No one forced me. But honestly, I didn’t intend to come in, I just wanted to see. But I guess, ‘inside’ was good enough to entice me. I went in. And again, it was my choice.

It was white. Then it turned yellow. Slowly, it turned pink. Then it turned red. I stopped.
Do I like red? Hmm, I guess not. Can I pull back ‘white’? Or if not, maybe ‘pink’? It’s fine with me. But wait, why it’s ‘Green’ who’s coming? Uh-oh, this might be a disaster. Red plays hot and cold with green. Sometimes Red loves Green, sometimes hate collides with it. Hmm. Panic rush.

But what now, Blue is coming. As I’ve thought so. Why can’t Red let go of Green? And why can’t Blue stay there outside? Will they always follow each other?

Oh well, I think that’s really their ‘destiny’. Anyway, they blend perfectly – Red plus a little bit of Green and a sprinkle of Blue.. Truly, the thrill goes on.

And if maybe, just maybe, I’ll get tired of them, I know I can always go to the back door and get out. But I guess that will be a little hard, Red has covered the exit. But I have this feeling that Blue will somehow help me find it. So for the moment, let me just enjoy the journey with Green.


[Diary excerpt from Gray]
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