May You Get Well :)

           Joy streams from my heart's overflowing spring,

           As I travel far to see you again,

           So did I stop my month-long worrying,

           I see rays of hope come out beaming.

           My eyes search for you as I arrive,

           There I found you after a 2-hour ride,

           Tears of happiness I tried to hide,

           Flowed like river as I hugged you tight.

           May you get well the next time we meet,

           May your pale palm and cheeks turn into red,

           May you look better when I revisit,

           May the Lord raise you from your sickbed.

This poem is dedicated to my sick loved ones whom I visited recently:

My dear Uncle Benhur who's now recovering from illness

& Auntie Ana who is battling cancer (since Uncle Evan died of Cancer too). 

It is my prayer that God will show mercy and heal them with His Miraculous Touch. 

Healing - a lifetime process

The past is where we store all our troubles, disappointments, failures, losses and pains. We live at present to start life anew as we try to forget the things and situations that hurt us terribly. We go through tough healing process that every tomorrow promises to extend whenever we are still wounded and broken. 

Life is an uphill climb, there's always struggles. We strenuously and persistently move upward regardless of how rocky and steep the path is. Along our exhausting journey, we are pained and wounded by different kinds of obstacles but we never stop ascending. As we pause sometimes to breathe and relax, we tend to cure our bruises and injuries so as to continue this life's indefinitely-long trek. 

Despite what we experienced through the way we have passed, we are still determined to go up and get closer to the top. Sometimes we may look back to realize how far we have gone and compliment ourselves for what we have accomplished. As we recall the former things and experiences we have left behind, we either smile or cry. We smile at those which caused scars that completely faded but we still cry at those which traces of wounds have not disappeared yet. For this, I realize that HEALING IS A LIFETIME PROCESS. As we continue to live, we are bound to get hurt and suffer pain again and again. Time heals all our wounds one at a time and surely each will find cure depending on its depth and damage.

(My uncle's death was the most painful memory that bothers me all the time. Whenever we bring it up in our daily conversations, I always find myself wiping tears from my eyes. In this life, that's the deepest wound I ever had. I just hope & pray God will heal me, I mean us....all of us who love and miss him so much)