Have you ever been with a group of great kindhearted people?
Who are always there by your side.
Who always there to catch you in case you fall.
Who have always been the cheerleader to your success.
Who always make your gloomy day seems brighter.
Who always ready to put a smile on your face.
Who have always been the one you talk to about your day.
No matter how happy or how shitty it was.
Family.
Friends.
And I find it a bit funny sometimes,
They are the one who always been the giving party.
And I'm always the one receiving it.
Always.
Well maybe because I've always been the broken part,
And there's not much to give.
And ofcourse,
What can they expect from a broken part.
They know their job was only to fix.
And if they found any trouble,
They'll find another person,
Who they think can help them.
Like why would they seek help from the people that couldn't even handle themselves.
Sounds ironic.
Well, that's how great they are.
They are always there when you need them.
And they always find a way not to bother you even when troubles come.
To those reading this,
Thank you for being a blessing.
And sorry that I am not.
Sorry that I can't make this a two way process.
I wanted to.
But maybe you don't really think I can.
It's my fault that you don't want to bother me with your problem.
Eventhough that is what friends are for.
I understand.
I would do the same thing too.
Hard to trust whether the problematic one is able to handle the problem that are not theirs.
Right?
Right?
Well,
It's hard being the one who can't give.
Or not be given the chance to give.
Who doesn't want to be a good friend, right?
And obviously,
Being a burden to others without having the chance to give back to them is not.
Maybe they thank me for giving the chance for them to contribute more.
To fix more.
I don't know.
But above all,
I just want to give my full appreciation to those group of people.
They are the blessing.
And I am not .
