How time indeed flies. My first half of the year was so-so, but I still have the remaining year to turn things for the better.
I admit, there were days this year that were truly unbearable that I wished to be gone from the face of the earth.
There were days I wished never happened.
There were days I felt like I died in anticipation for something fortunate to happen.
But there were days that I was all right, and for those, I am thankful.
There were days I am simply thankful I smiled for something seemingly ordinary, like seeing gleeful kids playing with dried leaves on one summer afternoon.
There were days I am very thankful for coffee for making me comfy on a tough day.
There were days --- and nights --- that I was spontaneous, and I liked the spontaneity I experienced.
There were days leisurely spent with dear friends.
There were days spent staying at home watching TV shows or movies with mom and my younger brothers.
There were days I am at peace finishing a book.
There were days I met new friends and spent hours discovering one another through exchange of stories --- and their stories transported me to their countries, to their own worlds that only heightened my desire to travel more and discover more for myself.
I am thankful for the days I experienced the bad and the ugly because there were sunny and hopeful days to look forward to.
And for those awful days, I am trying to learn not to count how long they had been. Rather, I think that soonest, 2013 will be over and that I pulled it off with God's grace.
Indeed, as The Happiness Project author Gretchen Rubin sums it up:
The days are long but the years are short.
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