Hello, I am basically a gal who loves God, her family and of course her dear dear Clark. Hmm not to forget my friends too! Currently in the process of finding out what she really wants to do for her life and prays that everyday is a good day with all her loved ones. :)

Hi, this is the first one in my hall of fame. :)
This is my dear.



Maybe he can't sing like him.



Maybe he can't dance like him.




Maybe he can't say the most romantic words like him.



But...

A thousand, a million words of i love you cannot be compared to him loving me everyday.

A thousand, a million promises cannot be compared to his protection and provision in my life.

His initiative to hold my hand when we meet, his massage when i m tired, his willingness to carry my bag (even when my gigantic laptop is in there), his longsufferings over my tempers, his 'sermons' on how to take care of myself, his hugs, his 'way' to make me laugh hysterically and his shoulders as my 'pillow' on the bus.
Most imptly, his love and service to God.

Maybe our love is not wrapped in a shiny package.
Maybe we are not always able to meet each other.
It might be simple, at times with bickerings.
But this is our love, our own love story.



Peifen's definition of happiness: When the boy and girl are of a ripe old age, yet they are still able to hold each other hand.

Te Amo.