I haven't a clue as to how my story will end. But that's all right. When you set out on a journey and night covers the road, you don't conclude the road has vanished. And how else could we discover the stars?
I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
Whak keeps you going?
July 21, 2008Why does studying Taxation brought tears to my eyes? Yes, it does. Tears fall as I turn the pages.
I am sad. I am.
Constantly, I am reminding myself that –
I am a daughter.
A sister.
A friend.
A barista.
Rolled into one.
And sometimes I am confused as to who and what I really am.
Confused as to who and what I want to be.
Amidst this confusion, in my heart of hearts, I believe that…
He will make all things beautiful…
In His time.
We may not know what the future holds, but we can trust the one who holds the future.
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nde rin
dapat kumilos ka
bird day mo pala kahapon
tanda ka na elapot hehe
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For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven. Keep on hanging! =)
Posted by cookie at July 21, 2008, 9:51 pm