Even though all is vanity, I write. Because part of me is selfish. I want to leave a mark, albeit a fleeting one. Another reason is I am forgetful. I may forget no matter how much I want to remember. I also want to see what my thoughts were at a particular point in time and a particular place, what I felt, what I perceived. Maybe this will help me know myself more for I cannot know myself enough.
Everyday, I delight in discovering new things and at the same time finding in them the same God who was with me from that first moment of heartbeat in my mother's womb. I will always be grateful for life.
If you take a glimpse of me, may you find respite from the daily grind and find joy in living and being human. Life, after all, is worth living.
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