TGFY

To this very strong woman, (belated 😂) HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAAYY @dnmrygrc!!

Words won't suffice how grateful I am for your existence. You truly are a blessing. 😊 And you are a proof of how beauty, brilliance and kindness could perfectly coexist. I could only thank our Lord for putting me in the best time and place of meeting you. 😘 He knows how much struggle you've been through and I could attest how stronger it had made you become. 💪 You are an inspiration, and may the world's cruelty never break you. I have my full confidence that you'll make it through yet again, soon-to-be Doc Diane 😉 You have my prayers. I love you!!

If you’re wondering why I’m doing this, it’s because you’re the one I would like to gratify mainly for without you, well, literally, I won’t be here on earth. Just so you’d know, I am forever grateful to our Almighty God for having you. And if only there are words thankful than thank you very much, I would have said it right away. But as you’ve known me well, I am only good with these kind of way, expressing my utmost emotions.

Just so you won’t forget and for the whole world to know how great you’ve been to us, allow me to remind you who you are—Proverbs 31:10-29.

A wife of noble character who can find?    She is worth far more than rubies. Her husband has full confidence in her    and lacks nothing of value. She brings him good, not harm,    all the days of her life. She selects wool and flax    and works with eager hands. She is like the merchant ships,    bringing her food from afar. She gets up while it is still night;    she provides food for her family    and portions for her female servants. She considers a field and buys it;    out of her earnings she plants a vineyard. She sets about her work vigorously;    her arms are strong for her tasks. She sees that her trading is profitable,    and her lamp does not go out at night. In her hand she holds the distaff    and grasps the spindle with her fingers. She opens her arms to the poor    and extends her hands to the needy. When it snows, she has no fear for her household;    for all of them are clothed in scarlet. She makes coverings for her bed;    she is clothed in fine linen and purple. Her husband is respected at the city gate,    where he takes his seat among the elders of the land. She makes linen garments and sells them,    and supplies the merchants with sashes. She is clothed with strength and dignity;    she can laugh at the days to come. She speaks with wisdom,    and faithful instruction is on her tongue. She watches over the affairs of her household    and does not eat the bread of idleness. Her children arise and call her blessed;    her husband also, and he praises her: “Many women do noble things,    but you surpass them all.” 

 Blessed is what I am. And I'm forever grateful for being one. 

For surely, I wouldn't be this blessed without the people whom God sent as instruments to make me feel special, cared and ultimately loved. And since the greatness of His love reflects the number of people who have been there for me, I am solely dedicating this blog to hopefully thank everyone of them. For I know, I'm not good in voicing out my thoughts, thus, I'm giving my best to writing everything down, praying this would be enough to let them know.