keep on loving

and living.

(labo, mixed emotions - frustration, missing Nanay, confusion,)

but I realized that I shouldn't give up. There's always hope that things will get better. Recently, I've missed my old me. It seems that I'm not as optimistic as I usually feel, not as bubbly, bright and smiling. I'm not sure if it's obvious. Well inside that's how I feel.

After Nanay passed away, I felt a great loss. She was the symbol of my carefree world, my childhood days. I was her favorite and she never failed to show me how much she cared. Lots of things are changing. I feel old.

But right now, I'd like to call this growing up instead. I'm starting to get my groove back...although on a different level. I'm not as naive as before but I don't want to lose my optimism. I just have to keep on believing, praying and loving.

Love is patient. Love is kind. Love is enduring.

"love, love, when it comes my way..everything's gonna be okay" (cute! i have an audio recording of Sandy's voice singing this!)