Love each other or perish

I was unable to write since December 2018 due to reasons you will read later on. Soon, this blog will be teemed with articles about my journey and how I was able to survive the challenges that comes with it.  

A great poet once said, “Love each other or perish.” So true, without love we are butterflies with ruptured wings. Love is of cardinal importance and this has been clear to me since then.

Year on year, my physical affection becomes stronger than ever. I always long for love and care especially when pain attacks me. At times I become too clingy just because every love drop makes me feel better. I am just blessed that my family is able to give it all to me, always been there in both my stubbornness and sanity. Surely, friends messages or visits me (when in hospice) but it’s not the same as having someone who will not leave or someone who has both eyes on you protecting you the entire time. Perhaps, this is not just love but something of a greater tag – a spiritual security – knowing that your family would always be there for you.

I am fighting well because of this great love. Thank you for sharing this journey with me and for showing me that life could be challenging  but it is always beautiful WITH YOU.