41

I'm still here. 

Holding on to dear life.

With my beloved families and faithful friends. 

And all the other things that I'm still being blessed with.

I'm still here. 

With not much words to say and share.

Yet my heart is bursting with emotions. 

Stuck until I guess only God knows when. 

I'm still here.

To hold grudges slightly and to forgive greatly.

Accepting the fact that world is not always sunshines and rainbows.

That enemies can turn into families and friends can indeed be enemies.

I'm still here.

Aging yet trying. 

Not only to have less life. 

But to appreciate more and take things less for granted.

41. 

Well, here I come.