..a little badge of joy..

I went out of the hospital holding an almond-chocolate ice cream bar. It's the sweetest thing I had next to the full moon illuminating the lush green garden. I put my thumb on the sky with one eye close. Nicholas Spark is right. "Wherever you are in the world, the moon could never be bigger than your thumb". It just took an ice cream to release those happy hormones. Low-maintenance chick defined ;)

Just as life undergoes different seasons, it's a gift to have a courageous spirit to endure every stage. The moments when green leaves start to turn brown, and the soil that was once capable of helping you grow is now parch. It doesn't mean that life begins to fade as well. Because living requires a decision. Everyday. Every fraction of a moment. Every strike of light from nowhere. Just as what I've said in my longtime status:

Life can be likened to season. We toil and sweat to meet the unending needs that oftentimes arise from wanting things. We cannot avoid the blaze of trials and difficulties, of losing time from unanswered opportunities, words unsaid, love never showed, embraced left untouched, dreams left unfulfilled. You feel so scorched. It's like Summer, and you wanted some rain somewhere. When things go the way we want it to be; blessings pouring, no strain of getting the latest gadget, business doing well, bank accounts getting fatter, complacency starts to set in. You forget what a hug feels like, or getting a warm smile on ordinary days, or a company of a nice stranger. Coldness knocks in your door and you wonder why. It feels gloomy. It's like Winter, and you wanted sunshine somewhere.

Life is like a season, my friend. It does not stay long. If you are scorched and burned out and all, rain will fall somewhere. Dance with it. If you got a chill when nothing seems to be changing, rays of sun will strike somewhere. Embrace it.

Seasons come and go. And before it leaves, it will teach us what matters most and who matters most in life. Whatever season you maybe, cheer up. It will not stay long. Take a higher leap. Because seasons come and go. Only God stays. Because only God is NOT a season. 

Ended up this day with another patient who underwent an open heart surgery. As I walked past the lush green garden,  licking my half-bitten ice cream, I come to think that somehow, along the grassy plains of my life, my heart is still beating. It's a little badge of joy to ponder.

Under the full moon's smile.

And a Bigger God.

Goodnight!