more than just a plastic bag.

“Do you ever feel like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?”

“Do you ever feel already buried deep, six feet under screams, but no one seems to hear a thing?”

The thought of being alone and single handed already gives me the jitters, let alone being abandoned when you have done the best you could in life. This may look overstated, but what lies beneath is not always seen from where you stand. There will always be a number of ‘nobodies’ around, and you just don’t realize more than their mere existence. Having been surrounded by relatives and close friends may let you not see how there are people out there needing extra support and encouragement. What you have to do was just to open your eyes and take a closer look.

A life full of joy may leave us taking pleasure in what we have. I am not saying there is nobody who is caring and thoughtful – there is. And I am not saying that you should not enjoy your life – you should. It is just that when you are doing fine and having the time of your life, why consider the burden to care about others?

The world that we live in is one that is hard and complicated. Things happen, and we are expected to survive through thick and thin. The ability to effortlessly get into the swing of things is just not what we were born with. And not all of us were born to be thick as thieves either. But when you start to see how people live within tragedy and loss, you get the big picture of the lives on this world. It is not only of beauty and mystery, but also of pain and misery.

People need to be told that hope is real, and help is real. Taking the first step is always the hardest, but when you have gone past that, you realize how valuable a flicker of hope is and how worthwhile is an “I can help you.” People are just not meant to live by themselves. People need others.

And the least we can do is to spread the faith and hope.

“If you only knew what the future holds, after a hurricane, comes a rainbow.”

Until then,

xoxo.