Yeah, the whole world, I guess, knows besides mom. With mooncakes, gifts, all packed with love!
Boarding hall is just like a confession room in the church. I have too many things running in my mind. Good things, bad things, life’s high points and low points. With stretched capacity, I am filled with more lessons that make me a better person, at least, my attitude towards life.
Going home, to be feasted with love that I miss so much, to be regaled, to be recharged, to be refilled with the fuel as an enabler for me to accelerate with more, more breakthroughs.
I have love from home.
Utmost, I have love from God. I have Faith. :)
Utmost, I have love from God. I have Faith. :)
Home, coming.
~ whispers in bar ~
