Been a while since I write a blog. The more we step to the future, the tougher it gets for us as we get older. Body ache more, mood swing more, and still need to keep calm and patient. As we grow old, we substitute innocence with wisdom, power to ache, health to sickness. Getting old is not fun.
Most of the time my head spins so fast, I can no longer make sense of things. Problems comes like hurricane punching my face all at the same time, not even allowing me time to breath. I used to hate the night when I was child because night often relate to scary stuff. Now, as I get older, I am loving the night because at night all the problems sleeps for a while. The night is the time for me to breath... if I am lucky. Still anxiousness and worries linger.
My face may show calmness, but inside my head often time storm brew. Still. Thank you Jesus. I love you GOD.
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