Category: Life

Not everything unfolds as we expect.
That is why we feel.

We feel sorrow for what is gone.
We feel gratitude for what we do not deserve.
We feel hope for what is yet to come.

I cannot predict everything,
but I can choose my response.

I choose to accept.

Accept that where I am is not what I would call a meadow.

Accept that it is okay to be in a valley,
so long as I choose to walk through it.

For the steeper the cliff,
the higher the summit as well.

What brings me to tears of joy is the kind of surprise I never imagined, a gift wrapped in the form of unexpected good news.

In Pirates of the Caribbean, there’s a scene where pirates long to capture a mermaid’s tear. She resists with fear and sadness, but when true joy overcomes her, the tear still falls. That image stays with me, because some joys are too powerful to hold back.

I felt that recently after one of the biggest challenges of my life: a massive exam. The path was long and lonely, filled with uncertainty. I worked hard to prepare, but never expected the score I received. Even now, I keep checking the results page to believe it’s real. A score is just a number, yet this one feels like an answered prayer.

Life often surprises us this way. Sometimes we assume the worst about people, only to later discover they cared in ways we didn’t recognize. Not every surprise is good, but some moments feel like pure gifts, blessings that effort alone cannot explain.

In those moments, I feel closest to my creator, and tears of joy come naturally. My hope is to hold on to that gratitude, even when life pulls me back into chaos.

And to you reading this, I hope you too experience such genuine joy, the moment so real it moves you to tears.

Writing heals me.
In a world where owning a home feels impossibly far away, it’s surprising how a blog can offer such a steady sense of comfort. This space is mine for as long as I want it. I choose the words, the design, and still, I’m surrounded by neighbors.

I haven’t written about the hardest parts of my life, or how overwhelming these past few months have been. Yet, leaving traces of my present here feels like a quiet way of mending.

I enjoy reading and writing alongside others who wonder about the same things. Maybe that’s why I love daily prompts. They bring together a small, caring community where empathy feels natural. And I hope that as time passes and I grow older, my writing will carry new shades, telling its story in colors I have yet to discover.

There are millions of things in this world that are considered important
…or so we are fooled.

I think there are very few things that truly matter.
Although the priority may differ from person to person.

For me, it’s always been simple:
Faith
Family
Health
Freedom
Gratitude

But what if I took these elements,
poured them together, squeezed them tight,
and spun them into one fine, invisible thread?

That thread is Hope.

Hope that one day I’ll find the perfect family and the perfect place for me.
Hope grounded in Faith and Gratitude.
Hope that never lets itself break.

…Hope to keep hoping.

Today’s writing reminded me of the battle scene in Sandman.

In the show, Dream (aka Morpheus) and Lucifer engage in a strange, poetic battle. They don’t throw punches or cast spells, they speak in symbols. Each word becomes a form, an idea, a transformation.

The play goes like this,

Lucifer: As the challenged, I set the meter and take the first move.
Morpheus: Very well. Make your move.
Lucifer: I am a dire wolf, prey-stalking, lethal prowler.
Morpheus: I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing.
Lucifer: I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter throwing.
Morpheus: I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight-legged.
Lucifer: I am an anthrax, butcher bacterium, warm-life destroying.
Morpheus: I am a world, space-floating, life-nurturing.
Lucifer: I am a nova, all-exploding…
Morpheus: I am the universe—all things encompassing, all life embracing.
Lucifer: I am anti-life, the beast of judgment. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds… and everything.

Lucifer: And what will you be then, Dreamlord?
Morpheus: I am hope.

And just like that, the battle ends.

Not with power. Not with fear.
With hope.

I know it’s a fantasy show. Maybe a little over the top.
But that moment genuinely gave me goosebumps.

Because I couldn’t think of anything that can win over human hope, either.