I have read somewhere that the people who loves you when you have money don’t deserve you. Those who have loved you when you are nothing are those who deserve your everything.
Me and my family, we are one of the living proof of how people love and bow to you because they benefit from you. When that stops and you are left with nothing, they’re all gone…in a snap.
People love to receive, yet it pains them to give. All those we thought would give us a hand the same as we had given them wants nothing to do with us. Relatives, family and friendship had set a totally different definition in my vocabulary. (You know what I mean)
I sometimes blame my parents for making the wrong decisions that had put us in difficult times. But I will always thank God for giving me such parents who always love to give no matter what their circumstances are.
I am still grateful, for this life, for these challenges we have to face every single day. We may have lost everything right now, but deep in my heart I know, God will provide all the things I need and He will give back more than what we lost.
We just have to be patient and strong to endure all the hardships waiting for us. We are learning a lot. And I know I will be more loving and giving than I was before and now, because I have experienced how having more than enough and having nothing in my pocket feels like.
I am hard to love right now, because I have nothing to offer. I’ve been selfish of my trust because of how some people used our resources for their own personal advantage.
But to those who still love me and my family – Thank you! Those who have helped us, knowing they can gain nothing and would actually bring them inconvenience – My eyes and my heart cries to the Lord to bless you more every day. Trust that your kindness will never be forgotten. I am and will always be grateful to you and your family forever.
I promise myself to help those in need even if it brings me inconvenience. If I could do that just to help them a little, I will, because I know how it feels having no one. It is worse than having nothing.
Two years have passed yet everything feels surreal. Sometimes I wish that all this is just a nightmare I wanted to wake up from. That story that I will soon tell you, it is still a work in progress, if I were you, I’ll make sure that I’ll be on the protagonist side. Kidding!
I remember asking God to give me something to cry about during worship services, because all these people cry so hard that I would fake a cry because I feel outcasted. I would laugh about it now, and jokingly say “be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.” God listens, y’all.