| > From: " " > To: @hotmail.com > Subject: Re: .. .... > Date: Wed, 03 Apr 2002 00:46:18 +0800 >Dear , > >This is the first time that I sent you email, right? Finally I can receive and reply your >emails. > >Your sharing is meaningful. Don't think that you're wasting our time. Life overseas is full of challenges, isn't it? > >Sorry that I cannot stand by you and listen to your every single thoughts. >However please believe that I do think and pray for you. >During my several-month teaching experience, I have found that no one is always stand by you and give you a helpful hand, even your best friend and your our lover. Most of the time I myself is the only one to face and to overcome the problems. We are very >lucky. We have God in our hearts and He always stay above the sky and look after us. > No one can fully understand us. You and I hate loneliness but we cannot run away >from it. I don't want to get angry with anyone because I know that if I say "I am >unhappy" there will at least be some friends who are willing to listen to me. > >However I cannot expect them to stay with me always. Do you know what I say? Do >you have the same thoughts? Deep in my heart I really want some people to take care of me. Sometimes I may get angry with my friends but at the same time I cannot point out why I get angry and who I get angry > with. Because you didn't call me? Who knows you are unhappy?! They also needs >care and love. Why don't you take care of them first? All these are my thoughts >fighting in my heart. Usually at last I do nothing. I just tell God. > >I have a lot of friends but I am not so rely on them. They are very important in my >life but I don't want them to bear much of my burdens. However I am am ready for sharing their sadness. > I> am sorry that I didn't send you emails in the past few months. Are you angry with >me? Please forgive my faults. You are always in my prayer. I know that I cannot find > excuse. We should do something to maintain our friendship. I hope that I am not to late. > > Take care, . Let's move closer. Love, |