Read an article about why it’s good to write often, and felt inspired to make a post. Even though I’ve already got a tumblr. Guess I’m more of a word person after all.

Last night, Granny tried to get me to eat fish balls..  And then I realized she was aging.. It was one of those moments where you already knew something, but it finally chose to “shout” out at you. Don’t know if you get what I mean.

She’s also starting to have poorer memory. Sometimes it’s painful to watch.. but I keep it to myself. I read that old people are sensitive when you tell them not to be so forgetful. I really hope she will open up and know God.. God give me patience to listen and be a good testimony for you.

Sometimes I wonder how life be without her. I know it’s grim, but the thoughts come every now and then. Would I choose live alone, or live with my mom/dad?

Pride really kills communication between people. It can cause some to wall up their hearts, stop learning new things, because they believe they already have the right answer. It turns a reply from an “I understand” to a “But …”

It mutes the voices of others and amplifies our own in our head. It shuts off our sense of reason, and replaces it with our personal sense of judgement. It tilts us to think with our emotions over our minds. No wonder pride leads to all sins. We stop listening to God, and to ourselves instead.