There is a sudden urge to be an artist. Somehow, I am looking forward to the quiet night to paint. Whether I am inspired or not, there is just something inside me that feel like unleashing the emotions inside me.
Am I grieving about my lost? I don't think so. I may find it hard to get used to this but its not a lost. There is so much to gain in life and its only now that I am beginning to enjoy receiving.
GIVEN too much and so now I am longing to RECEIVE.