I woke up crying and feeling so incomplete and the second didn't pass without me knowing why i felt so. I miss you ma. I wish i'd hear you call me by my name again or lovingly call me nakkong when it is something serious.
But I am glad i went to Sunday service this morning, because i was reminded from Ptr. Michael's message that no matter how insurmountable my circumstances are, they'd be nothing in light of eternity and the inheritance that awaits me in heaven.
There. I'll see you again ma. And we will worship God in heaven forever.