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Pure Joy in Our Chaos

I remembered that time when I felt like my life was about to blow up and I’d end up dead in seconds. But it never happened. In fact, I feel as remarkable as ever. See how life screws you over like that? It’s funny, a year ago you were skinning yourself and letting the blood drip on your already-trashy million-dollar carpet and the next, you’re getting married to the most perfect man. It sucks how life gets us up and down like that, but thank God He lets those things happen. Otherwise, we might never learn what it means to actually live a full life. As I was scrolling through my social media, a random person asked, “What does it mean to live life to the fullest?” I thought about it, but didn’t reply him. I just kept thinking and cramming my head. What does it mean to live life to the fullest? I don’t know. I could be rich, have an amazing husband, have a perfect college degree, have a perfect life, and have perfect kids and parents. But that still doesn’t count as living life to the fullest. So, let me ask you guys that question: What does it mean to live life to the fullest?

If you would like to answer, please do. Because I, too, have no idea what ‘living life to the fullest’ means. Well, I do have a simple idea of it – It’s having a solid connection with Jesus Christ. I am not saying this to lure you into a pit of religions, but I have to say, these people who are open-minded but still have a deep connection with Him are pretty cool people and they have pretty cool lives. They are all so present and down to Earth, but they still hold their Scripture close. I’m not sure if I can ever be that kind of person. It’s interesting though, how they manage to solve their problems.

Oh, did you think these people who have solid connections with Jesus don’t have problems? You’re kidding yourself. No, seriously. It’s hilarious how these so-called “Christians” promote Christianity as if it won’t do you any harm. Oh, no! You will definitely feel the scorching torture within. Believe me, I have been there. But after you’re through with it, after you’ve mastered the way to be extremely faithful to Jesus, you won’t find these problems too problematic. Why? Because you have Someone much, much bigger than these problems or trials. You don’t have to weep any longer. Instead, you will worship Him in the midst of your chaos.

I remember these verses so well. I love them. Call me a masochist, but it really does help me go through problems (and don’t even think that my problems are petty). It’s in James 1:2-12 MSG. READ IT! I swear to you, whoever you are, whatever you’re going through, whatever your religion is, I swear it’ll do you good. I was shocked the first time I read these verses. And I was annoyed when I read them the second time. But after reading it over and over again, I finally understood why these verses resonated in my life so annoyingly. Here, I’ll give you a peak at one of the verses:

James 1:2 MSG – Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides.

Crazy, right? It told us to consider it a sheer gift when we are facing tests and trials. When we’re facing our mother who is a psychopath. When we are facing our father who is cheating. When we are facing our brother who is a drug-addict. This mysterious writer told us to be grateful when we’re struggling through torturous mishaps or meeting with condescending lunatics. To make matters worse, here’s the next verse:

James 1:3-4 MSG – You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colours. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way.

This mysterious writer was basically telling us to keep ourselves in those tests and trials before the time is right for us to get out of it. Isn’t that wonderful? Ha.

So, you can obviously tell why I was annoyed the first few times I read these verses. It made me feel deranged, because at the time, I was in a very uncomfortable situation. I was going through the worst in my life. I was in a dark place. I was alone. And all of a sudden, as I was listening to Lisa Bevere’s old sermons, she read out those verses. It was either Jesus was telling me to quit sulking or He loves to torture me. Either way, it did me good.

This next verse was pretty much specifically written for me.

James 1:6 MSG – Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought.

When I read that, I felt my heart pound a little bit. I started to remember those nights when my prayers were filled with doubts and ‘maybes’. I wasn’t fully aware that Jesus was so much bigger than my sins or my problems and that whatever I ask through faith, He will give it to me. So, all I had to do was ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought.

This last verse is for the closing of this blog. I hope you remember all these verses, or at least the message in it. It’s empowering, strengthening, and very much awakening. I hope that you guys can feel what I felt when I read these verses:

James 1:12 MSG – Anyone who meets a testing challenge head-on and manages to stick it out is mighty fortunate. For such persons loyally in love with God, the reward is life and more life.

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My Update On Life

“What does it profit a man to gain the whole world but loses his soul?”

I first heard that somewhat of a rhetorical question from a cool singer called Toby Mac. I was only twelve and I didn’t understand what it meant. I didn’t even know that it was rhetorical until a year ago.

It first made sense when I felt like my whole world was finally at sync with my expectations. I wasn’t sad nor was I disappointed with my dreadful life. I wasn’t ashamed of myself. I never even cried (at the time). It was as if things were finally going well for me. I’ve been alive for twenty years and never have I ever felt this kind of happiness in my heart, though it felt a little strange, considering I felt it when I broke up with my ex-boyfriend. I wouldn’t say that our one-and-a-half-year relationship was an embarrassing epic fail, but it did feel pretty refreshing when it ended. And when it did, it was as if I unlocked a new exciting door in my life.

Being single was the road to happiness and freedom and that’s not even an assumption. It happened, it’s real. I’m not saying this to degrade or bully my ex, since we’re close friends now. But you have to admit, sometimes endings are the beginnings of a beautiful new chapter.

Since the day I accepted the fact that love isn’t real nor is it eternal (at least with living creatures on Earth), things became so clear to me. I could feel rainbows and see unicorns and eat chocolate in my sleep. I felt high in a non-illegal way and it was addictive. I became less paranoid and more into freedom, into days filled with “less of rain, more of sunshine”, but that changed me a little.

As if good change wasn’t invented for me, things shifted a hundred and eighty degrees. Not long after, the universe gave me a call (yeah, I know I’m cheesy). It hates the guts out of me, I had to fall right back to the Hell hole I tried to stay away from. And now, I’m back to zero.

So, where am I now? Well, I am inside my own body, glued with sarcasm and blotched with pessimism. Well, at least I’m oozing with charisma and dazzling with wild.


I started thinking on where I went wrong. I didn’t think I moved on too fast. And I didn’t think I liked another person too much. Everything was balanced – family, friends, work, community, self. It didn’t add up. I thought I had done everything right, but it turns out I was being silly the entire time. I forgot about Jesus and this ugly thing called “true love”.

True love is not on Earth. No, believe me. Yes, bet on it. True love isn’t real. Do you even know what love is? It says that love is patient, kind, humble, it sustains, it provides, it protects, it hopes, doesn’t run, doesn’t hide, blablabla. Love is all of that and us humans can’t do all that at once. We at least leave out two or three things from its definition. That’s why I tell you that true love doesn’t exist. It only exists in Him.

I wasn’t truly happy because I wasn’t truly loving people around me. I mean, come on. All I want is to punch that son of a bitch in the face. I’ve scratched out everything from it’s definition from there. I lost myself through the hate that I feed in my heart. I’ve been doing that for many, many years now. That’s what’s keeping me from being happy. If you really look at the hate inside of me, you would say that I have lost my soul. It’s filled with darkness and violence. I have a big hole in my heart that I can never fill, so long as I keep myself away from Jesus.

And that is the entire reason why I’m trying to get myself closer to Him. Believe me when I say that I am trying. It’s an exhausting journey, but it’s worth every pain I have to suffer from, because I know He will do me good in time.

I lost my soul through violence, abuse, and hate. I’ve been a very dark and suicidal person ever since. Nobody gets the last word when fighting with me. It’s as if winning through violence or abuse is what keeps me filled somehow when I know it’s a horrible lie that I feed myself with. Though this will be a very long journey to walk in, I know that it’s worth it. I know that being kind, honest, and loving are worth it. “God is kind, but He is not soft,” said the Sicilian Grandmother, Lisa Bevere. I totally think that is true. God has always been kind, but He loves us too much to be gentle with us. He wants us to be courageous and strong. He doesn’t want us to be fragile and weak. That’s why He lets us go through consequences or trials from our own mistakes, from our own bad choices and sins. But never forget that He never lets us go through things that are too big for us. And He is always there if we need Him.

He has been so good to me. And I know that I have let Him down more times than I can count, and yet He is still looking out for me. I guess this is what filled the hole in my heart right now. This is how I found my soul. “Choose love, always.” It’s so simple to say, yet impossible to do sometimes. And yet Jesus wants us – no, He orders us to love, love, and love. He told us to “wear love”.

Ever since I read that, I’ve been trying so hard to literally “wear love” everywhere I go, even in nasty conflicts. Love taught me many things, like self-control, walking in peace, and having positive integrity.

The update of my life? Well, still learning to love. I would roll my eyes right about now after reading this, but I do hope that you guys can share love to everyone, even to the ones you hate. You can definitely daydream of bitch-slapping that hoe in the face, but it’s wise to not stir up anger in your heart. Like I have read somewhere in the Scripture, guard your heart, always. No matter the situation, no matter the consequences, no matter how idiotic people get, guard yourself from anything that might misguide your heart, your mind, or your spirit.

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Soulful or Not?

Being a Content Writer isn’t easy, though since I have applied my entire life for it, I guess you can say that I got used to it. Writing isn’t easy. Thinking of entertaining or ‘eureka!’ words is not a cup of tea. It’s brainstorming, it’s psychology, and it’s soul. I need to use every inch of myself to get a good article or blog post done. Why? Maybe some of you might think of how annoyingly exaggerated I am. But I think that’s what makes a good writer.

I am not a fan of people who can write whatever they want without thinking of the core message that their readers will get from it. But most of the time, I write like those people. It’s exhausting, to be honest, having to write every single day about the same boring topic, which is about business. In case some of you haven’t noticed, I am now doing internship at an e-commerce solution startup. They build sales platforms for other entrepreneurs that need them for their business. Sounds boring? Well, not entirely. At least they are good people with good-quality personalities. They’re driven and excited. I like that about them. They’re good people and they deserve the best out of their business.

Anyways, I am not just a Content Writer at my office. I am also a Content Creator. See, this is somewhat different. I thought they were exactly the same, but I was wrong. For content writing, it’s just the words. But for content creating, it’s literally everything visual and audio. So yeah, it’s not a cup of tea, but it’s what I live for. I love everything about it and it makes me wonder: Have I been a great Content Creator?

Well, not exactly. Yeah, I am creative. But not creative enough. There are a lot of people out there who are so much more creative than I am and sometimes, that makes me feel weak. People say, “Oh, Michelle, you are so multi-talented and creative and beautiful and perfect.” Well, thanks. But I am not what you think I am. I’m just a uni girl trying to get my life together and trying to solve my not-so-creative way of working.

But how do I solve this? It’s a puzzle that I’ve long tried to put together and yet, I haven’t created my Masterpiece. It’s so frustrating because I want to be the best. I’ve never been good at anything else except writing, photography, and singing. But right now, all I want to focus on is writing. Why? Because somehow, I feel my soul intertwined to it, like every single word should matter to me. I don’t want to just write for good marketing or to be an Insta-celebrity. I want every piece of work I do to become an inspiration to somebody. want to be an inspiration to somebody.

“Well, you are an inspiration to me,” my mom said.

I felt like my world has quaked. Did I hear that correctly? My mother, the strongest, wisest, most incredible woman I know said that I am an inspiration to her? It was only a few days ago when she said that – when I told her the reason why I broke up with my now-ex-boyfriend. You might want to laugh. “Why would your mother feel inspired by your weeping heart-breaking end-of-love-story with your ex? That sounds depressing.” Well, of course you’d think that way, because you don’t know the reason why. A few of my friends know about it and it wasn’t a surprise when their confusion flew to another dimension. “But you guys were so perfect.” Wrong again. We have gone through too much intoxicating things together that I do not want to explain, but it had been such a hard lesson for both me and him. We noticed, we learned, and we’re trying to change and move on. That’s what’s important right now.

So, back to my mother. She said that I was her inspiration when she knew that everything I had ever done and said was all because of her. She was the one behind every great thing everybody has seen in me. She was the reason why I’m so loved and deeply cared for. And (okay, do not cry or close this blog) she was the reason why I didn’t commit suicide. “And so, like, what’s your point of all this depressing stories now, Michelle?” It’s this: You need to be soulful. You need to do something with your life. You cannot settle for what you have right now, because you are so much more than what you are now. And last, you need somebody to inspire you. And maybe, once you’ve mastered every piece of your life, you can be an inspiration to somebody else.

Don’t fret, I am still as lost as you are right now. But I’ve got every intention to get myself together and write. To inspire. To create. Watch me, I’m going to be New York Times’ Best-Selling Author one day.

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ABORTION: Let’s Talk Reality

By: Michelle Phoebe

Abortion has been a controversy to many people around the globe. Some countries criminalize abortion, but some others legalize it for certain reasons to support Reproductive Rights. Around 45% of pregnancies among US women in 2011 were unintended and four of ten of these were terminated by abortion, which is 40 out of 100%. There are many non-government organizations that give access to safe pregnancy termination, contraceptive use, and reproductive healthcare.

One of the non-government organizations providing these is Planned Parenthood Federation of America (PPFA). PPFA is one of the organizations in America to provide these rights for women since 1916. Things were going smoothly for the organization, caring for many men and women of their reproductive health, but unfortunately extreme politicians in the Congress, speaking in the name of humanity and religion, find abortion an issue. Therefore, efforts to pull out funding to this organization are coming from a variety of directions. “It’s giving money to an organization that commits abortion,” says Focus on the Family, a California-based non-government organization. Not only will abortion ‘kill’ the infant, but it may be a danger to the mother physically and mentally.

List of countries that make abortions legal only to save the mother’s life:

From the Caribbean From Asia and pacific Middle east and North Africa Europe Sub-Saharan Africa
Argentina Pakistan Kuwait Poland Ethiopia
Bolivia South Korea Saudi Arabia Finland Zimbabwe
Peru Thailand Morocco Germany Malawi
Costa Rica China Netherland Guinea
Switzerland Cameroon
Belgium Burundi
Denmark Burkina Faso
The Netherlands
United Kingdom


There are many other countries listed down, like Indonesia for example, if the case is rape or fetal impairment or to save the mother’s life.

Speaking of health issues, there are many ways abortion can physically and mentally damage the mother if not handled correctly. For example, in illegal clinics moving underground to do abortion with very minimum tools essential for doing the process, most women suffer from heavy or persistent bleeding, damage of the cervix, perforation of the uterus, and possible death. For mental health, it can cause the woman to develop a sense of guilt, loneliness or isolation, eating disorders, nightmares, or depression.

But if the clinic is under an organization that is fully supported financially and do not have complications regarding legality, the clinic will responsibly take care of the woman, giving her counseling about the possible side effects and giving her chance after chance to think about the risks. The process will run with less physical issues and the organization will keep her in contact for any mental instabilities. They will keep things in check and make sure everything is well for the woman.

Abortion may post some health problems, but if handled correctly, things will go back to normal. Talking about mental instability, it might take a while for the woman to feel normal again, though it might not erase her guilt. Having a baby – as some might say – “killed” in the mother’s own belly might be a big problem considering humanity and religion, but it would be a bigger problem if the mother is not physically, mentally, and financially ready to take care of her infant. There is another way to prevent women from choosing abortion, though.

A few years back, a man named Mr. Tong Phuoc Phuc who used to work at a hospital based in Vietnam to make a cemetery for aborted babies went on to adopt babies who were planned to be aborted and keep them in the orphanages, having the goal to reunite the children with their mothers when they are already able and settled down to care for them. Unfortunately, one of the orphanages Mr. Tong was running did not hire proper care-givers and manhandled or ‘disciplined’ these toddlers aggressively. However, in 2014, an Australian non-government organization in Vietnam visited the orphanage to check up on the children there. Now, the orphanage is running smoothly with better care-givers who have been trained to teach and give attention to these children and they all looked happy and healthy.

Abortion is still a controversy to this day. Many believe that abortion can save women’s lives in the future when handled correctly and many other believe that there are other ways for the mother and the baby to have a happy life. There are also available options to choose other than abortion. We still do not have concrete answers to whether or not abortion should be legal, or if it is a life-saving solution. But it has been a heavily thought out plan for many women.



  • The Wall Street Journal: 5 Things to Know About Planned Parenthood
  • Planned Parenthood Federation of America: Abortion Information
  • Huffington Post: White House Rolls Back Protections for Planned Parenthood
  • Which Country Info: List of Countries that Legalize Abortion
  • Guttmancher Institute: Induced Abortion
  • Asia One: Shades of Profiteering and Abuse at Vietnamese ‘Haven” for Unwanted Babies
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Strictly Thinking

“Do you have someone in mind?”

That questions haunts me. Of course, I have a lot of things in mind. My family, for instance. We have grown into such a sustainable groupie. We go through highs and lows with each other. You can tell by the way we treat each other anywhere we go that we deeply love and respect one another.

And then, a job. I know, I just started uni life, so why am I thinking of getting a job? Well, to put it simply, it just makes me feel useful. Other than gaining more experience and loads of cash, I can feel like I am not a useless couch-potato that listens to heartbroken songs every night.

And of course, a someone. I don’t know, I think about a lot of people because I think they’re all very important to me. They’re all the people I hang out with every single day and they’re the ones who shape my character. Because the people you associate with every day can do that; they can change the way you think about life, your perspective, and sometimes even your integrity.

But this particular someone that I’m talking about is…how should I say it? Okay. So, I can’t decide from 2 people. Remember the last blog I wrote called We Don’t Talk Anymore? I have completely forgotten about him, I have moved on, and we’re both fine. We’re now talking and that soothed my mind. I don’t have to think about him anymore. And everything’s absolutely great. It’s been, I don’t know, 5 months? I haven’t had a particular someone in my mind for that long. But now, I guess you can say that I’ve been thinking about these 2 different people for over 2 months in total. The first 1 is very almost-similar-to the We Don’t Talk Anymore guy, which blows my mind. Almost everything about him is similar. Almost. And he’s this shy cool guy that everybody loves. He’s so talented. And he’s cute. The second guy is different than the We Don’t Talk Anymore guy and the first one. He’s very laid back and open-minded. He’s really funny. I can relate to him in so many ways and vice versa. He’s like my doppelganger, literally. He’s older and he’s wise. He can get serious when we have to, but he can get really funny when we don’t. And he handles me really well. He treats me right. We both respect each other and I think we both like each other’s company. And the best one yet: he’s heterosexual. So we can look at all these clothes and have the same reaction to everything. It’s really fun having him around.

I don’t think about the second guy very often, since we both know that we are not into relationships and we want to go through with our lives first. So I guess you can say I admire his character. He makes me feel comfortable, but just that and nothing else. The first guy however, is enticing. Whenever I see him, my heart starts pumping and heat radiates through my body. It’s insane. I do not want to fall  for the same things. It’s not right, I know that. But every time I look at him, every time he smiles, and every time he cracks a joke and laughs hard with his friends…it gets me going. It makes me smile, too. He’s looks like a really good guy. I don’t know for a fact that he is, but seeing him almost all the time makes me think that he might be the perfect guy.

Which is horrible because he’s sort of similar to the other guy.

 Anyways, that’s all I’m thinking. This is not a serious thing. This is strictly thinking. Just thinking.

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So I just graduated from high school and currently on the holidays. Holidays from getting out of high school to going to college are very long, around 3 to 4 months. So, I have decided to be an intern. Where, you ask? At my church. It’s an organization. It’s a social thing. So this organization I applied to is very heart-warming. Why? Because it’s an organization to strengthen and build connections in families. This organization is called Focus on the Family. You might have heard of this organization somewhere in the states like in Colorado or maybe you have never heard of it at all. So let me tell you a little bit about it.
Being an intern at FOFI (Focus on the Family Indonesia) is breath-taking. Yes, it’s hard, it’s got a lot of tasks at hand, it makes you sweat buckets and buckets full, and it’s sort of numbing. But I love it. Because this organization is the beginning of life. I remember when I was in junior high school that my friends weren’t very close to their families, and even if they were, they were very…let’s just say, mean. And awkward. I’ve always thought of myself as the most blessed teenager in the world, because I get to be close to both of my parents, and even my brother. Although we fight a lot, too.
Why do I think this organization is heart-warming, you ask? Well, for starters, I just got in to this organization this week, and they have already given me a handful. So the first task they gave me was to translate horrible-numbers of papers from English to Bahasa Indonesian. Now this would be so easy, if it were the other way around. Bahasa Indonesia has never been my thing, but I said yes to the task anyway. As I started squeezing my brain out for good Bahasa Indonesian words (good thing there’s Google Translate, though), I started reading the entire program. And it made my heart ache a little. Reading their entire program about building commitment and affirming love to one another in a family was just…wow. I don’t think you would understand it when I tell you, because you will have to read and translate it yourself (like please help me), but seriously, their program touched me. Their events touched. Their entire thing just touched me in a way no one has ever touched me before. So they have 6 main events: Mother & Daughter, Mother & Son Cookout, Father & Daughter Date, Father & Son Camping Trip, Husband & Wife Date Night, and Marriage Encounter. Each event has exciting and deep ways to strengthen one’s bond to another. Every word they put in those papers for their rundown on the program, I take them to heart and it’s amazing what they are doing. The events are a bit costly, but they work. I went to one of the events way before I got into this intern thing. Let me tell you the story of that.
So weeks before the Father & Daughter Date, my mom bought two tickets. She told me that I will have to take the ticket and go to the event with my dad. I said no. “But you need it. It’s good for you. This event is gonna be like a Gatsby party. You’ll love it!” my mom had said, but I still declined. After being so pushy and annoying, I started to cry that night before I slept. I felt imprisoned to do it. It didn’t feel at all like I was gonna go to a fancy Gatsby party. It felt like she was pushing me into a shrink filled with daughters who have daddy-issues. I don’t need fixing with my dad, I had thought, it’s not important. My dad didn’t let out a single reaction about the event. He was basically very private about his feelings. After weeks have passed, the event was on. My mom forced me into a black dress and such and I finally said to myself that she wasn’t going to let go of this. I finally tamed my feelinga down and just went with the day. When I got into the event was held, I was impressed. It wasn’t like a huge Gatsby party. It was a small room, but they decorated it good. They wanted me to be their model for the event, so I said yes. My dad and I did the video-shoot for the event and after it was done, we both went inside and the event started. It was awkward between me and my dad. Like it was out of place. Yes we talked and smiled and laughed, but that wasn’t enough. That wasn’t enough to fill the large hole inside my heart and the gap in my family. I was surprised to see my close friends being the heart-felt speaker of the event. Fortunately, I knew every single one of the people in the room, as the daughters, fathers, even the staffs and the EO of the event. I was chill at first, but then my friend started speaking. And then she started crying. And then I started crying. She talked about her father, how she never had the perfect figure of a dad in her life and I smiled at her from my seat. We both sort of made each other cry LOL. And I started crying really hard. There is always something about her that makes other people feel her in ways I could never comprehend.
Well overall, each event gives us the opportunity to answer questionaires, write deep and even dark letters to one another. The events simply wanted all of us to start opening the ugly scars in our hearts, pour it out on a page, and start bonding. Because honestly, my generation and under sucks at bonding with our parents. Truly. Not only is there a gap of age but also a gap of communication. And FOFI gives us ways to bridge the gap between these families.
So basically, I love my job. I’m sitting at junior high school right now, taking pictures of moments. I’m helping out at another organization, called No Apologies. This organization are buddies with FOFI. No Apologies is basically an organization that roams around teenagers. While FOFI is about building families together, No Apologies are breaking down the horrible pattern of social media and helping teenagers build self-confidence and letting them know how much they are worth to stay away from SEX before marriage, DRUGS, and to know a deeper meaning of LIFE and LOVE. They’re pretty cool, too, although this place reeks and currently sweating buckets full.
So yeah, being an intern at FOFI and helping out at NA is awesome. I’m not only helping other families and teenagers around Indonesia, but I am also helping myself out. My director of FOFI, Valerie Mellanov Gan, told me that the best way to help yourself out is to help others out. It’s very true. And what’s also cool is that she’s my mom’s BFF so things aren’t as shaky. Anyways thank you for reading and I am so sorry I haven’t been posting anything lately. I just got inspiration today. Hehe

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Questions to Answer

So, I know a lot of you here have a lot of questions about hardships in family, work, school, even within yourself and I want to help each and every one of you with that. Although I am 18 years of age and maybe most of you here are older than me, I hope that you will give me a chance to imrpove myself by thinking twice before answering anything. If you need questions that need answering, just post a comment below and I will answer with a humble and wise heart 🙂