At caregroup tonight, we were each given an egg that was stuck with a teeny piece of paper that had a colour written on it. With that, we were told to share our week relating our anecdotes to the name of the colour on our eggs.
Mine read "purple". And so I shared about the colour purple of my week.
I spent my week drowning in work for days, but apart from those gloomy days, the only person I met up so much with was my best friend. We caught the Phantom of the Opera together on Friday night, dined and studied together on Saturday night, dined and chilled out on Sunday night, studied and dined today again.
Through all these, I have come to remember how good the Lord has been to be the rock of this friendship and kept us bonded through many stormy weathers. There were misunderstandings, disappointments, hurt and pain. Yet a stronger love kept us together.
With her, I can be vulnerable. I love spending time with her. :)
So Ruiz, I really want to thank you for all the good and bad years we've had. You have impacted my life.
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