Thank you, I Am Never Alone

There 's good times and there are bad times. Sometimes the good times is more than the bad times. But when the bad times come, they come like torrential rain....like a thunderstorm....a tsunami, maybe. One by one....they throw themselves at you. You feel overwhelmed and don't know where to turn.

You try to find the single silver lining that perhaps life isn't all that bad, that you've got many things to be thankful for. Your car isn't dead....that's great. You've got food in the fridge, that's FANTASTIC, it's great. Your kids are in a good school, fabulous. Your parents love you and your kids like crazy, good. And you're making a reasonably good living despite the financial crunch....FAN-FOOKING-TASTIC. Malaysia's got a new ********** Prime Minister and things, hopefully, will turn around.

I can't help but be overwhelmed at this point in time. Everything is falling onto me like the bits and pieces of a hurricane. A car, a cow...the neighbor's washing machine....everything falling onto my lap. Hypothetically speaking, of coz. I don't have a cow sitting on my lap right now.

But still....life is overwhelming at this point in time and I don't want to go into specifics. Those who knows me will know why it's overwhelming but for my dear readers out there who is always supportive of me, I just want you to know something....

....if there's ever something that I am thankful for, I am thankful for the internet. For all the friends that I've made over the years through my blog and websites. And then Facebook where people just throng around and start doing their own cheer to help me stand up again.

It matters to me and I want you to know that - it matters that I know I am never alone.

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