TGIF! is my personal commitment to cultivate an attitude of gratitude this year.
THE WEEKLY TGIF! LIST IS WHERE I PRACTICE COUNTING MY BLESSINGS, NO MATTER HOW LITTLE OR BIG THEY ARE (LIKE THESE THINGS FROM LAST WEEK, OR THE COUNTLESS BLESSINGS NOT LISTED HERE). IN DOING SO, MY HOPE IS TO INSPIRE YOU TO DO THE SAME, BECAUSE I BELIEVE THAT THERE IS ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS SOMETHING BE THANKFUL FOR :)
♡ So happy for the happy couple Couldn’t help but shed some tears …
5 minutes before the movie ends, the tuxedo-donning ‘Pinguin’ appeared out of nowhere to ask the ‘Cute Pinguin’ whether or not she’s willing to spend the rest of her life with him, taking her by surprise and couldn’t help but said yes :’)
The man, Jony, booked seats for the whole blitzmegaplex‘s Velvet Lounge to fit his close-knit circle, so that we could witness his proposal while the theatre’s screening Star Trek Into Darkness. At the closing of the movie, the big screen played a video he prepared months before that featured slides of his own drawings, starring himself as the Pinguin and the woman in his life as the Cute Pinguin. A whole lot of backstory to tell here, but I’ll stop and just want to say I’m so thankful to be a part of it. The night was my first time witnessing a proposal in real life.
♡ Looking forward to the dinner date I’ll be having this Sunday night. With my dad. I can count the number of dates I have in my lifetime with him. I treasure each moment we can take away from our lives to just be together.
Chillin’, waitin’, and spotted this beautiful stalk.
23 months together and counting~If flowers are forever, I can probably keep a garden by now.
Just when I thought the flowerfest has ended …
The very next day (yesterday), he gave me another bouquet …
Sometimes I wonder whether he’s ever going to get tired, because I’m exhausted of life, but he simply never gives up on me. I’m skeptical from the very first moment we started dating. Somehow he’s always managed to smile in good times and bad times, and being with him has forced me to summon the genuine smile I now have today.
At one point while we were going long, I ordered him to stop sending me in the flowers for fear that one day he’ll disappoint me when he stops sending me the flowers. C’mon, let’s be real – men who send flowers consistently to the woman of their lives only exists in romcoms and melodramas. I didn’t ask for the flowers in the first place.
23 months later, I’m moved by his persistence. The one reason why I ended up saying yes as his girlfriend is because of his daily persistence. (and I literally mean daily). How often do you find a man like that?
I’m thankful for having him. The last bouquet was his way of saying goodbye before he leaves for a European cruise, which was tonight, until June 4. His last words when we met face-to-face last night: “You already made an impact, baby. You create a reason for me to return home to. You,” petting me on my head, ”are my home.”
Most of the time, I think his greatness deserves much more coverage than the amount he’s already gracing on this blog.
So. Be prepared to get doubly bored of me raving about my love life.
♡ I’m thankful for living and working under conditions where I am constantly reminded that there are only three things that suffice to fulfill the needs of every human being (including you, myself, and every others) – you require nothing else other than these:
3. Love and connection
Do you realize the list resonates with Maslow’s hierarchy?
♡ I feel grateful for the aforementioned realization. Harsh conditions and difficult situations are character-building tests masked in ugly disguises.
Daily choosing to review that my only needs are already covered with, namely good health, a home with a roof on top, and all forms of love in my life, is an eye-opening experience that pushes my threshold of tolerance, just as the amplitude of obstacles just keeps fattening up. Which leads to …
♡ I’m thankful for the Truth. It gives me the ability to differ God’s standards from people’s standards.
♡ These new shoes are made for walking and running respectively.
A pair of feet will suffice to create a huge return of investment to a 24-hour’s value.
♡ I’m grateful for the immense curiosity lurking within me. I have a constant thirst for knowledge and understanding. It’s like juxtaposing things together to see the big picture, like putting together a complete jigsaw puzzle. It’s finding the reason behind the maxim ‘everything happens for a reason’.
Though I haven’t quite been able to quit demanding for explanation in every situation, curiosity never fails to guide me into my subjects way beyond the surface/appearance, which are merely the tip of the icebergs that most would usually base all their judgments from.
♡ I’m thankful for being brave enough to pour out my thoughts on my diaries ever since I was little. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be fulfilling the 10,000-word-a-day adage to become an awesome writer.
Now I can throw up on screen all day and select the important pieces of
vomit information together for useful purposes, and, possibly, make some big impact for the group of audience who read them. Like what you’re reading now, an item of gratitude.
Being a journalist is awesome because you simply start appreciating each passing moment you’ve been given each day, month, and year. You can do whatever you want, go as far as you want, and be courageous enough to be whoever you want to be, as long as you put it all down into the planner, calendar, diary, journal, or blog, whatever form of viewer you choose. (But the challenges will never stop coming your way too you have to be able to swallow the unpleasant things the world freely offers you as you move ahead. Despite so, as long as you maintain your objective as a positive mission, you’ll be fine – you’ll be resilient).
♡ I am literate. The pen is really mightier than the sword, and there are some billion of people in the world who didn’t have the privilege to learn how to read or write – much less eat well and drink clean water.
It’s a pity that wealth distribution is under worldly power. But I trust God no matter what happens. I do my part, you do your part, He does His part. Each of us have a different scope of responsibilities, and my part is smithing words.
♡ This blog.
P.S. Guess where I was at
A platform for ranting and raving in front of you patient peeps.
What are the things you’re grateful for so far this week? I’m glad to have the TGIF! LIST TO count on every week. It’s like keeping a piggybank of blessings. Through self-reflection, I want to inspire you and let you know that there is always hope TO COPE WITH THE DIFFICULTIES IN LIFE, no matter how CHALLENGING life’s gonna get.
Never stop counting your blessings, people; it’s the least you can do to appreciate life for what it’s meant for. Enjoy the weekend!
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