Blessings in disguised

Hye Love, 

How are you fairing? I do hope, everything is great for you since I last visited you. I have been busy and the writing mood has kept laying low for quite sometime. Do you miss me, love?

I have been on a soul searching quest for the past few weeks. I am trying to find my lost soul who I have found somewhere in July but had gone missing since September. Why oh my wanderer soul, why must you go away? I have been searching for it up the emotional hills, down the moody rocky paths, swam in the river of frustration tears and I have even dig a hole in my heart searching for my wandering and lost soul.

Along the journey, I have found so many poverty in myself. I have come encountered with the rundown shack of my whole self. In the shack, there are wounded heart, drying faith, giant frame of fear on the wall, buzzing mind, a lonely rose in a vase and an empty piggy bank. These describe who I am inside.

When I leave the shack, and have a look at it from outside. I could see so many things happening around it. I could see friends running here and there with some materials to patch the wound, watering my faith with the purest water ever, holding a bigger frame of courage, singing a song of happiness to ease the buzzing, another is holding a rose in a vase to keep the lonely rose accompanied and some are with loose change in their hands to fill the empty piggy bank. Without me realizing it, I am blessed.

There are no words or beautiful phrases for me to express my gratitude and appreciations to these people. They are always there whenever I needed supports and always make me come out from the rundown shack to see from different perspectives. 

Many kudos to my family, especially Kak Teh, My bosses, Shells and Chris, My buddies, Ernie, Dya, Naz, my Machas and my colleagues, my old friends, Along, Fara and Zureen, my new found friends, Kak Lin, Wie and HH. You are the reasons I am brave enough to leave the shack and put a smile on my face and for me to face the World...Only Allah would understand who meaningful are the deeds you have done for me, and only Allah could repay you.

Love,

I am sometimes blinded by my own emotions, I have neglected those around me. I am sorry if I have hurt your feeling unintentionally. I love you, Love! I will always will....

From the person who has been neglecting you lately,

Edd Ardee