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Runny Nose

Another post in less than 24 hours!
And it's a morning one. Double wow. LOL.
Maybe because this new baby is just too lightweight and too clean, lol I'm not about to brag about my laptop.

Well. Shoot, then.

I woke up with this heavy realization that certain things need to be done.
The realization downs that it takes two willing people, to dance.
I cried over the realization that in order to change, you need to decide, and sadly, I am unable to decide for others. Obviously.

Red nose gone, I opened my Instagram LOL LOL.
There's this one notification of picture tagged to my account.

It is Nana. Posting the same picture that I just posted recently myself. LOL.
We met a few days ago :) sharing lots of stuff, exchanging stories and encouragement.
The kind of meeting, where you don't only spend time and eat and laugh, but you also find you are refreshed, blessed, and loved.
The kind of meeting where you're not only get your tummy full of food, but also a heart that full of gratitude towards live.

Well, it's not about the picture, it's the caption she wrote, that brings me to another runny nose.
LOL LOL.
Here's what she said :

Inspiration comes from certain people, and yes, in each of our catch up moment, I always grow a little more. That is why I can say that I have been blessed to know you, but spend almost 24 hours over those past 4 years, well.. that's superb.

Like a fresh water poured over a muddy floor, that's how her words cool down my tired heart.
Knowing that you are a blessing to others, it's a blessing on itself.

Thank you, Na. You wouldn't know how much I need those words, and you say it just in time.
God is just too awesome, isn't He?

People say that talk is cheap.
That it's better to show it, rather than say it.
Well, I say, some words are sharper than swords.
Right words, being said at a right time, to the right people in need, might save a soul.
So, yeah, show it. But better yet, say and show.

That's the story of my early morning runny nose. LOL.
I was sadden, but strengthen at the same time.
I was down, but lifted up knowing that there is no words go wasted.
Knowing there is no love go unavailing.





Have a superblessed day ahead, my precioussssss.

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