Message in a Bottle.


“To all the ships at sea, and all the ports of call. To my family and to all friends and strangers. This is a message, and a prayer.

The message is that my travels taught me a great truth. I already had what everyone is searching for and few ever find. The one person in the world who I was born to love forever. A person, like me, of the outer banks and the blue Atlantic mystery. A person rich in simple treasures. Self-made. Self-taught. A harbor where I am forever home. And no wind, or trouble or even a little death can knock down this house.

The prayer is that everyone in the world can know this kind of love and be healed by it. If my prayer is heard, there will be an erasing of all guilt and all regret and an end to all anger.

Please, God. Amen.”

― Nicholas Sparks



“I see where I’ve gone wrong.

I’ve been judging the circumstances of my life which are beyond my control. I’ve been comparing my broken soul with who I am and my past as the teller of what my whole life will look like. Neither are true. However my circular thoughts would say otherwise, and sometimes we have to observe ourselves beyond our thoughts and feelings–as they are often flat-out wrong.

At the same time, this life is just painful and hard sometimes, and I guess it’s OK to type that out loud. Just like I will type out loud when things change and life is better.

Everything is temporary.”





Break up Pie

Daily Post: Humble Pie

Tell us about a time you found out after the fact that you’d been mistaken and you had to eat a serving of humble pie.

When I broke up with my boyfriend, knowing that he will never accept it, just as he always do. Then, he simply agreed to it & never come back again.

It was a funny mistake, but I ate a lot of pie!


Dear Home

Literate for a Day:  Someone or something you can’t communicate with through writing (a baby, a pet, an object) can understand every single word you write today, for one day only. What do you tell them?

 Dear Home,

I miss you so bad!

I understand now just how silly I was for taking you granted before. I hated to come home early because I thought you bore me that I couldn’t enjoy your silence. Now, I was gone from you for almost seven years & just stayed only 28 days each year with you that makes me sad & regretful for our past relationship.

 I wish I could see you every day.

I miss your living room where I can relax comfortably while watching television, or listening to music, or chatting with my family.

I miss your kitchen when there’s no one around to cook, but me.

I miss the dining table to whom I shared with my family during mealtime.

I miss my bedroom where I slept alone restfully.

I miss our second floor that feels me, I’m near in heaven.

I miss everything about you my home.

Forgive me, I took you for granted. You are the best place in the universe!

Indeed, there’s no place like home.

Your Biggest Regret – DAY 25



” I deeply regret that I was never aware of my true self and my limitations.

I regret being a coward and not making right decisions when needed.

I regret not being a decent human being. I regret that I never understood
what are truly important things in life.

I regret creating chaos and hell in what could have been a good life.

I regret for not listening to good advices when I got them.
I regret being an arrogant stupid idiot so many times.

I regret being too selfish so many times and not being selfish enough when that was needed.

I deeply regret hurting people I loved.”

56 Days of Gratitude

The journey to disappointment is about to begin.

Recently, I was loafing around and wondering where I am actually heading.  I draw a map inside of my head and still I couldn’t get the sense of direction I am desperately looking for.  I am mortified to be lost again.  I am bored and I am disappointed for no explicit reason at all.  I don’t want to admit any of this that I just caught up living a kind of life which exactly opposite from the path I wanted to have and to be.   It gritted my heart with frustration.

So before I would find myself again hanging on a cliff, I decided to create a 56 days of gratitude from this date on to the end of this year.

While there are some people will help you go through with all your dramas, it would be more helpful that you, yourself will put together what is shattered and make it real again.  I trust that recognizing your agony and affirming gratitude turns what we have into enough.

So let me scream to the world that behind this disappointment there is always something to be grateful for.

Let me realize my worth.

Let me say thank you everyday.

my 56 days of gratitude!