Moving On

Dear Ducky,

When you’ve decided to leave a place, suddenly many people are interested and curious to know where you are going to next. Some might think you are crazy. Some are doubtful if you’re making the right choice. Some are very understanding. Some wishes you the very best. Some agrees with your decision. Most of them, however, were very shocked.

I wouldn’t blame them for it came too sudden. Today it opened my eyes to even more comments. Sometimes people can be so negative and try to inflict fear upon you. I don’t know why people are like that lah. I guess they are here to test your positiveness. It happens everytime I’ve decided to move on to some other thing, some other place. You will always get to meet this kind of people. What I’ll do? I just smile because they will never understand. For whatever my next pursuit will entail, I’m going to walk down that path and just move forward. If you know this place is not suitable for you, you either stay put and try to survive and make the unbearable, bearable..Or you try to look for another place. That place may be better or it could be worse, but we will never know until we give it a try.

Read this somewhere. Liked it. Posting it here.

Life is a series of problems: Either you are in one now, you’re just coming out of one, or you’re getting ready to go into another one.

The reason for this is that God is more interested in your character than your comfort.

No matter how good things are in your life, there is always something bad that needs to be worked on.

And no matter how bad things are in your life, there is always something good for which you can thank God.

God didn’t put me on earth just to fulfill a to-do list. He’s more interested in what I am than what I do. That’s why we’re called human beings, not human doings.

P/S: I’m sorry I flipped you off the bed last night. I was too tired to pick you up. I picked you up this morning when I woke up. Dust you just in case there are alien creatures sticking to your fur. Give you a kiss, hugged you and put you back on the bed. I hope you forgive me.

Love,
Grace

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