The sun, in all its glory and power, gives life. It is nurturing and making everything bright. The sun is created by God to give light, that even the moon and the stars are able to enlighten others because of the sun. I am Soleil - the sun and I am humbly shining in my own way. My nurturing heart gives hope each day.

I was in love, so in love. I thought it was all that I can have. For years, I was blindly walking. Believing that my nurturing heart is living. To prove the affection that I have, I only focused on the one that I love.

One day, the stars aligned and I suddenly see. I took the big leap and saw the real me. I was willing to restart though I was tired and broken. So, I picked up pieces of my heart and let the sun shine again.

As Helen Steiner Rice said, "A mother's love is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking, it never fails or falters, even though the heart is breaking.

He may be silent throughout my journey, but his love is so pure for me. I know he is hurting deep inside, but he showed his strength and remained my guide. Thank you, Papa for simply being my father.

They can be so annoying sometimes... Ok, most of the time you see. Their boldness and candidness challenged the stubborn me. Their love and concern touched and overwhelmed me. Our bond is beyond words, distance and uncertainty.

Every step of the way, someone guided me. I may not have realized it, but God sent his angels for me. Three people who poked my heart when I most needed it. Each of them playing a big role, guiding me with my journey.

These are two people who are closest to me and the ones who can say the meanest things to me. Their honesty and wit helped me perceive the reality I ignored to see.

My fluffy companion - My Mikasa. She has been a witness of my journey. She saw me laugh and cry, she can definitely tell my story. Her loyalty and sensitivity made me feel loved and protected, even when I was alone and lonely.

A bridge connects two points together. It can also lead you from one direction to another. These people built my bridge and gave me the courage to cross it no matter how far. I live in San Francisco, so I consider these people my golden gate bridge. People who guide and comfort me when I was freed.

When the stars aligned and I suddenly see. I have come to realized and loved the real me. I thought I was alone in this journey, but God was carrying me from the start. Now, I have completed the pieces and proud of the scars of My Rescued Heart.