my dearest, and fondest friends. i hope i didn't leave you in a dangle with the major hiatus that's been plaguing this journal just yet. as some of you might or might not know, something not so pleasant has happened to my grandpa and he's been very, very ill. i see no other way to say this but my gong gong and my ma ma are the two most important people in my life. it is probably a logical knee jerk reaction, but i have thence been devoting bulk of my time to be within his presence, to render whatever little i can do to alleviate if anything at all.
its part surreal, equal part nightmare. as i struggle to make sense out of these confounding realities, i don't think it's a good time for wedding posts just yet. but on the brighter side of things, this effectively means that there are prettier, more beautiful weddings waiting at some corner of my hard disk. but i think for the betterment of everything this journal stands for; these pictures, which each have their own genuine stories to tell, will have to come a little later.
i urge you, implore you instead, to take a moment off your busy schedules and remember the little candlelit lights in your lives. you cannot kiss it, cannot touch it, cannot hear or smell it. but you can feel it, and the least you could do is to remember.
for i remember reading somewhere that a man's memory is also his private literature.
even if a sunlight lent to us only too briefly.
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