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When your diary becomes the surest way to remember life, perhaps either life has blurred itself into a meaningless haze—or that it is now so deeply fulfilling that many things no longer morph into a shameful rumination that keeps you stuck on select days. The good Lord has made good this unexpected decision to stay put= move back to Singapore one fateful day in early 2021. While a large part of the past 2 years were excruciatingly painful, therapy, friendship, and family were healing balms to my soul. This season has been one of learning to receive—that I can only receive that which has been given to me. At least, I am more cognisant than ever that my grasping at straws often comes from much fear and insecurity; being able to open my hands to receive required the deepest ever dive into the parts of me that needed the light of healing and grace most. When I emerged from the depths, it was having to walk on water/ pitch black, howling winds and then day with merciless sun; with only the

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