Each of us, when we were young, walked along a stretch of road side by side with different people. Some parts were smooth, some were rough; some were joyful, some were arduous. No matter what the final outcome was, those experiences in themselves deserve to be respected and thanked, and they have become a part of our lives.

Just like flowers blooming and falling, coming to be and then vanishing—sometimes they bear fruit, sometimes they don’t; sometimes they bloom for only a moment, sometimes they take root after landing. This is what nature gives, and even fate and connections are things we need to revere—things beyond our control. In all of this, we won’t blame anyone.
As for love, I hope to face it with an ordinary heart of gratitude—thankful, moved. Life won’t always go smoothly, but what the years have given me are all experiences, all gifts, all joy$ETH ‌