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How to get over a bad breakup?

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How do you exactly get over a bad breakup? Well, I’m not qualified to advise those who are going through a bad breakup, but a good friend from school called me up yesterday and told me that things did not work out between her and her long term boyfriend (again!) and she was feeling all gloomy about it because her relative is getting married soon and she does not have a date to bring to the reception. I’m not really sure how to advise her, as she sounded really heartbroken when she spoke to me. She was practically sobbing away.

I married my first love, and I suppose I can say that I’ve been spared from horrendous episodes of breakups with my boyfriend(s), and not knowing how to advise people who are going through such a difficult phase, I usually tell people who confided in me to:

  • Keep the good memories but forget the bad ones
  • Keep yourself occupied so that you won’t think too much.
  • Make new memories every day. Go to places that you never go before, eat things that you never eat with the person that you’re breaking up with before, buy things that you’ve never bought with the person that you’re breaking up before, and live your life as you want to. Meet new people, travel to new places, etc.
  • Stop stalking their Facebook wall or Twitter
  • Stop calling or miss-calling
  • Stop texting

Not sure if the tips will work, but I believe that everyone deserves a second chance at love, and it is up to you on whether to seize it or not. Sure, you can sit there and be upset about it for months or even years and waste away but the fact will remain the same and you’ll never be happy if you don’t let go of the bad relationship. Why torture yourself when you can have a second chance at happiness? We only live once, so we should seize whatever chance and opportunities with both hands.

I believe in second chance, regardless how bad a long term relationship or even marriage turns out to be. Everyone deserves a second chance at happiness, so don’t let one or two bad relationship eats your youth away.

 

Cleffairy: Everyone deserves a second chance at happiness.

 

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Keeping a Fresh Marriage: It Can Be Done

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Too often, schedules, tasks and commitments rule our lives and our marriages. It can feel impossible to manage busy lives while maintaining excitement and surprise in our relationships. Have you been married for just a few months and want to know good habits to start that will last long into the future and keep you excited about one another? Or have you celebrated a couple of decades together and find yourselves facing monotony? No matter how long it’s been, it is never too late to infuse new life into your marriage and enliven your connection with your partner.

  • Never Stop Dating  Even though you are no longer in the dating phase of your relationship upon getting married, the truth is this: You should never stop dating. Make the effort to set aside quality time that is so easily lost in the shuffle. Spending intentional time together allows you to reconnect and enjoy each other’s company in the midst of your busy days. Go out alone and do something you enjoy. Take turns planning a special evening. It will infuse life and romance into your everyday partnership.
  • Use Your Words  The simple act of talking can work wonders in bringing couples together. There is a reason why communication dominates the top of every relationship to-do- list. Just listening to one another and voicing thoughts fosters trust within your relationship. Leaving things unsaid, on the other hand, means expectations and frustrations go unknown, unmet and unaddressed. This breeds contempt when simply conversing with one another leads to understanding. If there is something you need that you’re not getting, make it known. Listen if your partner is sharing thoughts or concerns with you. As communicating can be the hardest thing to do sometimes, a third-party counselor specializing in marriage can be a helpful option to get things back on track.
  • Know Your Role  As a husband or wife, you have a particular role unlike any other in your partner’s life. You have the power to make the other person feel either loved and appreciated or completely invisible. Remember to give due attention to your spouse and let them know that they are on your mind. It doesn’t require grand gestures (though those are encouraged, too), but simple notes, texts, phone calls, and other small gestures that validate the other person. You chose this person, signed up for a lifelong commitment and little acts of love go a long way. They serve as a reminder that each other is valued, which means more coming from a spouse than anyone else. Strengthen that bond and encourage those supportive roles within each other.
  • Break the Routine Enough with the everyday list of things to do. That is not going anywhere and there are a thousand ways each day that we can fill our time, sometimes without a second thought. Bring spontaneity back into your marriage and leave the routine behind now and again. Instead of jumping into chores first thing on Saturday morning, go explore somewhere new in your city or strike out on an adventure together. Being spontaneous can break through the mundane and set a new tone for your time together. Look for new ideas from Love Blogs and be open to possibilities you can try. Try a wine tasting, farmer’s market or hike. Throw a Frisbee or rent bikes for a few hours in the middle of the day. On a rainy day, take the time to learn a new game or attempt a new recipe. Sprinkling your marriage with different activities helps keep the relationship fresh and the average at bay.

No matter what, you have to try. As soon as you stop paying attention, you may not even recognize when your marriage changes and becomes stale. Keep it alive and flourishing, you won’t regret it.

Article Sources

Tips for Keeping Your Marriage Fresh (2012) CT Department of Children & Families

Marriage Help: How to Keep Your Relationship Fresh (2012) Strengthen Your Relationship

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Facebook: YES or NO?

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Do you communicate with your other half through Facebook or other social media websites? I don’t know if you do it, but I do. Some may find it queer, and distateful, even, but I don’t. I find it a rather effective means of communication where I can be extremely sure that my other half gets my message.

You see…despite of the convenience of communicating through the phone… via sms and calls…I find Facebook a much more effective means of communication. Calls are always missed (Sometimes he’s driving and he will forget to return my calls). Sms-ses are always ignored, forgotten, and sometimes, regarded as SPAM but Facebook? Nah… the message stays there safely and I can be sure that the message is sent to his email as well as he’s usually subscribed to those update notifications. 😀 Facebook is not all evil, you know? Nothing is ever really evil if you really make good use of it. A gun on it’s own is not evil. The one who pulls the trigger to shoot the innocents is evil. Not the gun itself.

You might find it funny, amusing and irritating when you see me tagging my husband or my friends on Facebook for trivial or personal matters. You may wonder why I don’t choose to do it through a much more conventional means of communication…but hey…I don’t see communicating with my husband through Facebook is wrong.

I, for one, can proudly say that I don’t go around flirting with other people’s husbands and wreck people’s marriage while I’m at it on Facebook like some manipulative and pretentious bimbos. I use it for my own good, and while you see I rant and whine and complain in my status updates all the time, how do you know what really transpire in private messages? *gRinZ*

How do you know I don’t do sexy, flirty messages to my husband through Facebook private messaging system? LOL! I’m an author, you know. I can be quite good with words when I chooses to be. And I can assure you that when I chooses to be flirty, I can be very seductive.

Cleffairy: So, ladies…and gentleman…do you do sexy talks or communicate with your spouse through Facebook? Don’t be jealous, ya…I have my husband to flirt with on Facebook. 😀

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There’s no accident or coincidence, only reasons.

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I don’t believe in accidents or coincidence. I believe that things happened for a reason, especially if it is bad things. If bad things happened to me a few years back, I might not be able to see it as a blessing in disguise. I would cry foul and point finger to the sky and blame God for being unfair and not listening to my prayers, but now, I can see that things happened for a reason, and God never answer your prayers at your convenience, but at His when the time is truly right.

He is the epitome of mercy and justice. He will give you justice, and it’s just the matter of time before he showed it to you. All you have to do is be patient and take everything in life as His will and learn to listen to Him follow His plans.

You see, I did not believe in Him back then… or rather, I felt that He no longer love me and I was not worthy of His love, and therefore, He was no longer with me. But as time goes by, I could see that God is always with me. It was me who was not with Him. And he was trying hard to get me back into His arms by showing me things that I could not see through the things that’s going on in my life. He loved me, and that is why bad things happened: to show me truth, and how the world is really like.

I’ve been working very hard lately. I took extra projects and whatnot so that I could save for the rainy day. But out of the sudden, my netbook died on me. Well, it did not exactly died on me, but it was not chargeable when I plugged it to the adapter. Consequently, I could not do work. I wanted to cry as there was dateline to be met and the workload was practically piling. But I took a deep breath, say a prayer, and took it as a blessing.

I was thinking that surely something good could come out for this. God must have known that I’ve been working too hard, and since I refused to take a rest, he made me take a rest by making my netbook ‘rest’. And so, taking it as a sign from Him, I shut it down, turned away from the table, and took a good rest by relaxing and spending time with my family.

I was amazed, really. My husband not only did not scowl at me for messing up the netbook or made me feel bad, but he comforted me instead and told me not to worry as he’ll set up a desktop for me to use temporarily until he figured out what’s wrong with my netbook.

I appreciates this very much cuz he’s extremely busy and shouldn’t be disturbed right now as he’s supposed to take another round of exam next week. I did not wish to disrupt his concentration, but he assured me that it’s all right and even promised me that if it can’t be repaired, he’ll buy me a new one (and in respond, I told him I’ll pay half). I was really touched. To others, this may be nothing, but to me, this is alot, especially when it cost my husband precious studying time and possibly, money too.

And so, my husband set-up another PC for me to use, which is operating under different operating system that I am not exactly familiar with: FreeBSD- A Unix based operating system. (My netbook was running on Ubuntu Netbook Remix). I fiddled around with it and I learned to use one more operating system. This is good, isn’t it? If my netbook did not died on me that day, I wouldn’t have bothered to learn to use something else besides  Mac, Windows and Ubuntu. Because of this, I’ve broadened my horizon a little bit in the field of computing and Open Source.

And because my netbook was not chargeable and there was no power going through it, and I couldn’t possibly continue doing my work. And because of it, I was forced to put work aside and just relax and reminded myself that I ought to backup my netbook regularly in case of such thing happens again.

My husband  took some time to unwind too and spent…. ahemm… quality time with me. I suppose the boy enjoyed it too, considering the mummy is not completely glued to the PC or forcing him to sit beside her and practice his writing as she do her own work and is able to bring him out for a stroll and eating out.

Anyway, at the end of the day, we went to the shop and get them to service the netbook for us (since it’s a branded netbook and couldn’t be ‘dissect’ or the warranty would be void), and we were told that the adapter conked out, and therefore, the netbook couldn’t be turned on and the battery was not chargeable.

We paid for a new adapter, and I was singing praises for Him deep inside cuz we not only do not need to buy a new netbook, but we get to spend quality time together. It’s been a long time since I feel this way and I am forever grateful to Him for making me stop working for a day and enjoy what life and people around me had to offer. Now that I’ feel much more relaxed and after a really fun break from work, I can now work much in a much more efficient manner since my mind and body is refreshed.

This little glitch made me feel closer to Him too. It made me think of practicing Sabbath. Hmm. I wonder if I could accomplish that?

On a much more romantic note, I feel much more connected to my husband since he started studying again. I am sure this is His doing too. God does work in mysterious way, does he not?

Cleffairy: There’s no accident or coincidence, only reasons. You just have to learn to open your eyes and see the reasons.

ps: Thank you for the new adapter and the new mouse.

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10 Things I Love About My Husband

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1. You are my pro-bono in- house technician. Whenever my PC dies in my hand, you’d come to my rescue. Nothing is impossible to you. You’re my knight in… uh…no armour.

2.  I’ve known for a fact that you’d walk through fire for me, though I am not sure if you could swim across the ocean for me… cuz you can’t swim. =.=

3. You’re my walking ATM machine. I don’t exactly have to bring out money whenever I’m with you cuz you will gladly pay for me. You’re such a gentleman.

4. You will get rid of whatever disgusting creature (lizard, rats) that disrupt the peace of my mind for me, so I love you alot for this.

5. You’re my pro-bono in-house plumber, wire-man, repairman… (Tsk tsk stk~)

6. You’ll buy me a new handphone if my phone conk out on me. (AHEMMM!)

7. You’re a very good kisser and I really, really like your hugs. Whatever that’s beyond hugging and kissing is not mentionable here, by the way. I believe my readers are very innocent. So ask me again when we’re alone.

8. You let me learn a lot of new things and let me be creative. You do not mind my eccentricity. I love you for this the most.

9. You will buy new Netbook for me now that it conked out on me… (ahemm, ahemm!)

10. YOU WILL BUY NEW NETBOOK FOR ME. SOBS…please buy a new netbook for me if it can’t be fixed. You know I cannot live without you… and also my netbook!

Cleffairy: There you go, folks… 10 things I love about my husband. He’s the greatest person in the world cuz he’ll buy me a new netbook (hopefully) when my own died on me! *duh, I am so shameless*

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Things I can get used to again ^_^

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I mentioned in my previous blog post that my husband is studying again, didn’t I? Well… some people would say that studying and marriage does not exactly walk hand in hand as it is hard to juggle between your academic life and your family life, but I completely disagree. Why? Well, elementary my dear readers. When I first met my husband we were both just students. And when we’re together and blessed with a baby, we were still students. I was not even out of college yet and I managed to get good results in my studies while being a full time mother. It was hard, yes, but not impossible.

My husband and I graduated and when we started working 2-3 years back, we promised each other that we will not allow our marriage and relationship stop us from pursuing our studies in the future. Now it is time to keep our words to each other. My husband has just started studying again, and it will be my turn to continue my studies next year when our boy is finally standard 1. It would be great. The three of us will be students. We’d make quite a trio, don’t you think? Imagine the three of us sitting at the table doing our homeworks together or preparing for exams together. I think it would be very very nice!

My husband studying again is something I definitely can get used to… it’s going to be a bit rough along the way, no doubt, but I am very proud of my husband that he decided to continue his study. I’ve always have the hots for intelligent men whose nose stuck in the book every now and then. I find it pretty arousing and very, very, very sexy. (OMG… when the hell will he finally ruin his eyesight and wear specs? That would be sexier…just like Clark Kent!)

I like men with brains…they are… highly stimulating. LOL! Ahemm… I am not sure if my husband will read this. I don’t really hope he will read this post. I think I’d feel abit shy for expressing myself like this. But then again… what the hell… seeing him studying again reminds me of our college years where we’re both horny teenagers.

He was my senior, and we used to study together. And seeing him studying these days really brings back those memories where we used to hold hands and steal kisses in places we’re not supposed to do so- in the elevator, in the library, in the gardens and playgrounds…. Okay, we were both very naughty…so if you don’t want to read mushy things over here and goes eyewww, please get out of here before I make you retch. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.LOL.

Just last week, before my husband left for his exam, I kissed him good luck. It is nothing, really. I always kiss him on the lips each time before he go out. I’ve forgotten why we’ve been doing this, but now that he’s been studying and I’ve been taking a hell lot of trip down the memory lane, I finally remembered why I’ve been kissing him by the door before he goes out of the house without failed.

It is because I realized that I actually liked kissing him and being kissed since my first kiss back then. I used to steal kisses from him ever since our first kiss in front of my hostel room nine years ago. =.= It’s been a habit since, and when we started to live together, we just casually kiss each other before either one of us leave the house and stopped remembering why we’ve been doing this all these years, and from hot, open mouthed kisses, it became a chaste kiss on the lips.

Things are different when we’re living together. Things became rather…mundane, but now… I am not quite sure if I can say the same since my husband started to study again. There are welcome changes…things that I can definitely get used to again.

Oh boy… I think I am in big trouble. I caught myself stealing glances at my husband when he was sedately driving and I did the unthinkable and peep on him while he was studying. *FACEPALM* Not sure what the hell is wrong with me, but I suppose, seeing him having his nose stuck in the book makes me feel as giddy as a teenager again.

After so many years… I feel as if I don’t just need him in my life as the father to my child or my husband, but I want him all over again…want him… as in… want him just as him-no title or responsibility attached. Hmm… weird, that doesn’t really make sense. I suppose a better description of it it is falling in love with him all over again? Geez… I dunno… I can’t think straight right now. Right now I’m having flashback of us dancing to N’sync song- “I Drive Myself Crazy’. This damn scene where we dance in his room during college keeps intruding the peace of my mind. *GROAN*  What the hell is wrong with me?

Sigh… anyway, my husband had his first exam 2 weeks ago and he passed with distinction. I am very proud of him and I think he deserved the good result as he really did study alot and drives my hormones crazy during the period. As much as I support him and wants him to excel… I am not quite sure if I’d survive myself. I’m becoming  the younger version of me with each passing day and I could have sworn that he’s becoming the younger version of himself as well… with loads of improvements and tricks up his sleeves.  My husband haven’t been a really good boy these days. He’s been rather naughty. =.= I wish I can say two can play the seduction game, but I’m a bit of a chicken, and this time around, I’d be sure to remind myself of protection. >.< I’m enjoying my life too much to be a mother all over again! For now, I want to enjoy being an ‘elder sister’ to my son and a lover to my husband.

Cleffairy: I lie awake, I drive myself crazy, thinking of you…

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My favourite lullaby

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Mummies and daddies, do you sing lullabies for your children before they sleep? Well… I did, when my boy was younger. It’s a habit I picked up from my dad. He sings me to sleep after our ritual bedtime stories. I found his voice soothing and I took comfort in that…. knowing that he will be there, keeping me safe from all of his horrid, self- created bedtime stories with princesses running away from the palace to ride on dragons and wield twin magical machetes to rescue idiotic princes who gets themselves into hot soup for fighting over stupid stuff like who catches bigger toads and whatnot.

I stopped singing lullabies when the boy turned 4 years old because he became more and more alert after listening to me singing. Apparently, I have quite a shrilly voice and I make a terrible singer. Instead of putting him asleep, I kept him awake. Tsk tsk. What a terrible mummy I am.

But it was good while it lasts…the sheer bliss of being able to sing without anyone complaining that you’re a terrible singer or telling you that you are a musical abomination.

Some of my favourites are:

Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There’s a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.

Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can’t I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can’t I?

Lavender’s Blue

Lavender’s blue, dilly dilly,
Lavender’s green
When you are king, dilly dilly,
I shall be queen

Who told you so, dilly dilly,
Who told you so?
‘Twas my own heart, dilly dilly,
That told me so

Call up your friends, dilly, dilly
Set them to work
Some to the plough, dilly dilly,
Some to the fork

Some to the hay, dilly dilly,
Some to thresh corn
Whilst you and I, dilly dilly,
Keep ourselves warm

Lavender’s blue, dilly dilly,
Lavender’s green
When you are king, dilly dilly,
I shall be queen

Who told you so, dilly dilly,
Who told you so?
‘Twas my own heart, dilly dilly,
That told me so.

And…. Golden Slumber

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep,
Pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.

Cares you know not,
Therefore sleep,
While over you a watch I’ll keep.
Sleep,
Pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.

Do you have any favourite lullabies, mummies and daddies?

Cleffairy: Sitting in a boring meeting usually will lull me better than any lullabies.

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I miss you… very much…

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Like Anna or better known as Princess Breanna had said in the earlier entry where she promoted her mummy’s cookies… I am not feeling quite like myself. I’m not really in the mood. I don’t feel like doing anything besides sleeping.

Wow, that’s almost like the sun has come from the West, cuz I don’t really like to sleep! You folks might not know this, but I never did make it a habit to sleep more than 5 hours per day. But these days…I sleep ALOT, almost wishing that I could go on and on sleeping without having to wake up…. so that I won’t have to face the dreadful world fill with… uh… people who lacks paternity knowledge.

By the way, Cikgu… that’s one of the reason why I’m not your first commenter these days… I snore away these days… I also did nothing these days besides reading mushy novels as well as watch stupid, dumb, almost plot-less and poorly directed movies, and I’m somewhat disgusted with myself with my own wallowing behaviour. I  hate idleness and  lack of productivity, and yet that that’s what I’ve been doing lately. Life without motivation, encouragements and positive vibes really sucks!

Apart from feeling like a dead rat inside, I found myself terribly homesick too. Yea… homesick. I miss my mum and dad, and even my bratty younger sister. I mope about these days. And I wallowed.

Strange. I never actually had a real home when I was living with my parents. We lived like a nomad. From one state to another, and one country to another. I changed school more than I cared to count, and I can’t actually remember how any of my rooms looks like except the one I occupied when I was sixteen.

You see, my dad gets transferred very often. Every 3 years, he’d be transferred once. So I never actually settled down and never actually felt as if I belonged somewhere when I was growing up.

I’m all grown up now. I’ve settled down in one place for 8 years going on 9 years now. But why do I still feel not at home? Why do I still feel like a stranger looking inside from the outside of someone’s door at times? I feel empty…and so disconnected…. and extremely awkward. I feel… empty… and blank…

Out of the sudden… I realized why. Home is not just a roof over our head. Home is where family truly is, and that is exactly why I don’t feel at home during this time of the year. Cuz not everyone treats me as family during this time of the year, and I’d be tossed into a strange world where the only way to survive is through pretense and how good I am in dealing with family politics and strange culture where everyone must live up to their expectations and take their words like a command.

You see… I don’t mean to be shrewed, but I grew up in an environment where my family loves me unconditionally and uphold strong values.

I don’t grow up where my dad smoke or my uncles drinks or my friends gamble.Come to think of it, I hated such people when I was a child. I was taught that smoking is harmful to health and indulging oneself with alcohol is disgusting. Gambling on the other hand, is a path to sin.

I did not exactly grew up with my mum bitching at me at every single thing I’ve done wrong, and I was blessed enough to grow up with a normal pair of parents who honoured their wedding vows and happens to respect each other and love their children unconditionally.

So this is why I always don’t feel at home and extremely cranky during this time of the year. It’s because of during this time of the year, I’d be tossed into the world where people do those things that actually disgust me. It’s a strange world that I could never, ever comprehend or even get used to, no matter how I tried.

Oh, God… how I missed the times where my dad sings this song ‘Every women in the world’  by Air Supply to me. Sometimes… sometimes… I wish I could stay a little girl forever….sometimes…just sometimes…because my dad never took me for granted…and he loves me for who I am and not judge me for what I’m not… and it is just so nice to see the love in my dad’s eyes for my mum and she held his hand and say thank you for all the things he’s done and given her*cries* T____T *SOBS* *EMO* (Oh, hand me a tissue so that I can blow my nose, please! SOBS)


Cleffairy: God, help me take this world as it is, and not how I want it to be. Give me courage, give me hope, and most of all, give me an air ticket (MAS, economy class, window seat will do just fine, I’m not picky) so that I can fly back ‘home’ and rejuvenate myself after all these dreadful nonsense is over. 😀

ps: I am a woman, ruled by my hormones… if you don’t like it, you can always navigate away. Thank you very much. And if you don’t have anything nice to say to me, kindly buzz off too, I’d really appreciate it.

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La mujer en espejo

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No… this won’t be in Spanish nor will I be talking about a telenovella of the same name.

I am 26. Officially 26 today, and it amazed me on how different I am today from the yesteryears. How I have changed, and I see the world in different lights too. I never failed to feel amaze each time I look into the mirror… how I have grown, how different I look, and how strange and unrecognizable I am to myself.

I was that little girl. A little girl who had many dreams and wanted many things in her life.

That girl in the picture was 3. And yet, she knew what she wanted, and never failed to get whatever she wants.

But she didn’t get everything that she wanted.

She wanted:

1) She wanted to be a doctor, but she became a reporter instead. And later in life, she decided that freelancing and being a writer is more fulfilling. She wanted to save lives, but all she could do now is just try to touch people’s heart with her words, in hopes, it saves lives.

2) She wanted to get married on her 26th birthday (that’s today) but she took many wrong turns, and instead of getting married on her 26th birthday, she gets to laze around on her 26th birthday, getting her tummy filled with yummy food instead of worrying how she’d look like in her wedding dress and pray that her wedding would be perfect.

3) She was fair and was afraid of sunlight and wanted to only stay at home with her mummy and daddy, and refused to go out of the house unless with umbrella, but how brave she have become these days. She loves to frolics in the sun, and gets herself tan while swimming.

4) She wanted to marry a doctor. She likes men with stethoscope around their necks, and wears specs. She likes people who saves lives, decent and highly intelligent, just like her daddy, but she ended up with someone who is not a doctor instead and have a perfect vision and does not need to wear specs.

5) She wanted a daughter, who looks just like like her, and as willful as her when she was a little girl, but that is not going to happen anytime soon.

6) She wanted to be able to dance with her grandfather on every single birthdays of her life, but she can never dance with her grandfather again. Her grandfather is so far away, and he couldn’t dance anymore these days. He claimed he’s too old for dancing.

7) She wanted to travel the world. But she got stuck at her desk writing about it instead.

8) She wanted to have a child whom she could talk to, but she found children very hard to relate to. Sometimes, reasoning does not work.

9) She wanted to be smart, but in many ways, she grew up to be rather foolish.

10) She wanted a quiet, peaceful life free of danger, but thank God she didn’t get that, because if she did, she would be such a bore!

Every time… every time, I looked into the mirror and the reflection looks back at me, I feel strange and different. Life did not turn out the way I wanted. It is not always kind to me, but my life is exciting nevertheless. God blessed me with many things in life that I did not expect to be blessed with. I have wonderful friends and a family with me. What else could I asked for? I guess I can happily say… nothing. I want nothing else.


Cleffairy: Okay I lied. I’ll be honest. I wanna be rich so that I can go on a cruise around the world or something and sip some exotic juice as I lay under the sun!

ps: Thank you, God, for guiding me and being there for me for 26 years. I would have been lost without you.

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You Changed My Life

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How many people out there changed your life forever, and make you a better person by making you see things in different perspective and yet you have no idea on how to thank them?

Well, You Changed My Life by Max Lucado is a perfect gift for those who changed your life and yet they don’t know it.

This book spin remarkable tales of people who changed the life of others and inspire them to be a better person. They’re unsung heroes. They may be insignificant to the rest of the world, but they mean something to somebody.

They may be not Superman, Batman or even Ironman, but they save lives regardless. They are heroes in their own rights.

The moral of the story in this book is that each and everyone of us have our own purpose in life, and we co-exist with each other to support one another and live in harmony.

This book is a great gift book. I would recommend this to everyone who wants to show their appreciation to people whose existence means a lot to them. Perfect for spreading joy and happiness.

I rate this book, 4 stars out of 5.

I received this book free from Thomas Nelson Publishers for an advance reading as part of their Booksneeze bloggers program . I was not required to write a positive review and therefore, the book review is 100% my own opinion.


Cleffairy: You changed my life forever, and yet, you don’t know it. Thank you for being in my life.

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