Sometimes I find myself smiling at the antics of others; singing a catchy pop song (not Britney Spears); laughing hysterically with Ng...which is when I stop. I wonder: "Am I putting on my rally face? The one that says everything is alright only on the surface. Everyone I am fine, even though I wasn't for awhile?"

And then the peace that stills my heart tells me that healing is still taking place, but meanwhile, Love Life. Love how assurances come from heaven above. Love that everyday I get gentle reminders from everywhere that I am here, now, in the present, carried thus far to finally taste the abundance that He has given. And it's so good, I don't ever want to let go again.

I'm so thankful for the joy that seemed to have replace plasma in my veins! Happy to spend long hours talking with Ng. Happy to wake up with a song of praise drumming in my mind. Happy to giggle over nonsensical stuff. Happy to be with us olde seniors- Em, Josh, Delia,Yiwen, Nat, Leroy. Happy to learn so much from the enthusiasm of younger people. Happy that my parents are so chill and so comfortable with hanging out together. Happy to receive a lovenote everyday without fail.

And why should this all end when the holidays end? Time shouldn't be "calculatable" when it's in God's time. There shouldn't be barriers and fears. It really is about the seasons which ebb and flow, seamlessly into each other.

Carried over safely always in the hands of the Father.