I once was in a situation where I dreamed and waited for a particular dream, but my dream fell apart. I found myself walking down the valley instead of down the aisle, wearing a black dress in the valley instead of a white dress in the aisle. I once imagined myself walking down the aisle wearing my beautiful white dress and holding my favourite flower, the lily of the valley. It was a lovely dream, but it did not turn out how I wanted it to happen. It happened the other way around.
I see the beauty in your teary-eyed.
I see the beauty in your pain.
I see the beauty in your heart.
I see the beauty in every part of you.
The same thing happened with what you wanted to happen—which is bringing this beautiful golden tree with you. I also want that for you; I want you to be with me no matter how many cracks you’ve been through. I will always be with you, gluing every crack within you and loving every tiny part of you”.
That night, I ran to my room. I ask God to give me an express word I can cling to and hold on to. I ask him desperately. I cried so hard and fell on the floor because it was just too painful to bear. There are no words to describe how I felt that night. As I was crying on the floor, I couldn't figure out what was the right word to say. I was frozen. My heart feels like it was stabbed by a sharp knife. I stood up crying (ugly crying). There were no words; I could only hear the sound of pain.