You know, things have been an emotional roller coaster lately but I've been reminded of one thing.

Love. The kind of love that just makes everything sweeter. The love that is reassuring, unconditional. The love like no other in this world. A love that transcends and a love that makes you feel so secure, knowing that there is no loss only surrender. A love from my Daddy up there who always has his eye on me, who loves me as his princess and calls me his precious. A love that gives me strength to discover the meaning of all other love.

Love. The kind of love that the closest friends share, the heart to hearts over a tub of Haagen Daz, knowing that if you woke them at 3am, they'd wake up to hear you cry, to offer that comforting presence. Being secure is never easy with the likes of today's media portraying ideals of life and looks, but having these people who you know would still love you even if you don't meet those standards. Them who will flatly tell you when you come out of the dressing room in something that highlights your lack of a waist that it looks awful. Those who will tell you you've got something in your teeth. Those you know will be truthful to you even if the truth hurts because you mean too much to them for them to lie.

Even though there are times where everything just gets to you and there's no time for anything, when things get tough and you just decide to throw every thing aside and dial that familiar number. Listening to HZ's voice on the phone again today just warmed my heart to no end. As though no time has lapsed between our last conversation, we break into excited chatter. Conferencing with Jin and HZ like the old times, somehow the world seems a whole lot brighter. My dearest di and mei, what would I do without you...