It is during nights like this. . .
I realize that inspite grieving for the past few days, months and even years, I came to a point of acceptance and find light at the end of the tunnel. . .
Everything that was happened was really meant to be happen. Every bit of it is a learning process.
I know there is a purpose why we tend to know new people, making memories with them, the happy times we’ve shared and got engage with them.
And who am I now!?
Given the new perspectives. . .
The strength that was built in my character were fruits I were able to reap from death.
And I thank God for giving me such strength to overcome fears.