My weekend was filled with laughter, friends and stories of life and love. This is what I like about aging, I guess: the courage to talk about heartbreaks and to laugh at them over food and coffee. It’s not that you run from them. The bravery comes not by hiding the scars but by wearing them proudly–after all, they’re products of your own choices. At very significant times in your life, you chose to love even if the possibility of pain is just lurking around the corner.
And despite all of that, you’re so sure about one thing: you’re still excited about the future love, the One, and the next time you’d love again.
Thanks Mackie-slash-John Lloyd, for being strong, and for being the man who chose to love again despite of 🙂
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Haha! So here is what my weekend was all about, in underexposed glory and 10-second timer shots 🙂
And now, the timer shots, all of which should really be in gif format but I can’t do it, so, yeah, here you go:
[Love] bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
1 Corinthians 13:7