Swollen eyes, broken heart.

I'm supposed to be restored at this very moment.
But dramatically, things turned out to be tragical.
1 good news, 10 bad news.

Stories after stories,
He asked me not to get myself involve in any of his problems.
She said it makes no difference whether I come home or not.

What am I to you?
I hate to be treated as a kid.

Can't believe that I actually have no one to talk to when I needed someone to talk to the most, except for the Almighty One.

Lord, please pour down Your blessings on every single person in this family. And I pray that they'll experience Your passionate love once again. Amen.