@ St. Michael's Retreat House

At last, I'm home!

I had an overnight stay at Saint Michael's for the seniors' retreat.

I won't make this too vulgar because the speaker said so.

The retreat house is big, clean and peaceful. I was one of the students to be assigned at the clergy room.
No gadgets were allowed so I didn't bring my phone.

We started yesterday at 10 in the morning. Our sessions and other activities were fun. We talked a lot about our parents, family and God. Few about choosing the right friends. I was very emotional inside that session room. I had two handkerchiefs, both soaked in wet. I can't help but to cry. Tears kept falling. They were not tears of sadness, but of happiness. I know for so long that I am very lucky in life. I tried to stop the tears but didn't worked out, i'm just really such a crybaby.

We ended our activity last  night around 10:30. My roommates and I didn't sleep as soon as we entered the clergy room. We had our midnight snack, talked more, and I took a bath even I'm shivering in cold. I was only able to sleep for 4 hours or less.

By 6:15 in the morning, today, the mass had started and i am blessed to be chosen as the 2nd reader and felt more better because I was able to give service this Sunday even if  I'm not with my family together at the church.

We've shared so many stories, listened to their problems, prayed for each other and so much more. I just have to leave them there.

For the second time of my life, after 4 years, I have revived my spiritual and mental health. My heart has recovered from all the pain in the past and was healed by God. I feel so refreshing, accomplished, complete and thankful!

I got home safe and sound around 11:30 in the morning bringing the joy from the retreat house to my own home.

God is so good! :)

He came to visit us this afternoon

My family just finished lunch. I went straight to my room to get my phone and read messages. The one whom I am waiting for to send me a message appeared in my inbox. I started showing my wide smile to them. It was Mayo, No other person but him, the only person whom I wanted to receive messages from.

The message content says, "where are you?". It was 20 minutes ago when he sent that.

I replied quickly and said, "At home. Are you coming?"

He didn't respond back.

After 5 minutes, someone knocked at our gate. It was him! Mayo! I abruptly opened it and let him in.

"Good afternoon! I came here to hand this gift to your sister since it was her birthday last Thursday.", he entered the living room.

He brought my sister a book which she always love to have.

He stayed for a while, I gave him a drink. Then here we go again (or maybe it's only me). I have plenty of things I wanted to tell him, but I always forget what are those. I always regret the moment when he is always with me. I'll remember once again when he left already.

What's the problem with me?

Plus, when he said good bye that he has to go back to the camp before it gets dark I already have the chance to hug him and tell him I missed him. but I wasn't able. I'm too shy to make a move.

What I did is I sent him a message saying "I want to hug you because I missed you but I forgot."

What the heck did I sent?

At least he knows. My worry is he didn't reply back after.

Is he really turned off? mommy... help!