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Misty



I stood still at our very own dining room few hours ago. The rain was pouring down outside. Ella Fitzgerald singing beautifully through the speakers that my hubby installed it by himself. So our tiny dining room turned out to be a nice, cozy cafe. Or so that he called.

I recalled us years back. Never ever imagine we'll be in where we are today. Never ever crossed in our mind, that we actually could afford a house of our own. Again, God's plans worked truthfully toward us. He never late nor early, for He made everything beautiful in His time.

We might faced countless thunderstorms and turbulence along the way. But when we able to see roses instead of thorns, we came to realization that everything happens for a reason. Our love grow stronger ever since.


Then Ella continue her singing,

"On my own,
When I wander through this wonderland alone,
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove
I'm too misty, and too much in love.
Too misty,
And too much In love....."

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