Some pages in our lives are hard to reread.

They carry pain, disappointment, maybe even regret.

But just because the beginning of your book had storms,

Doesn’t mean the ending can’t be filled with sunshine.

When I look at my own story,

There were chapters I never planned.

A stroke. A sudden pause.

A moment where everything seemed to stand still.

But stillness doesn’t mean the story is over.

It simply means…

You’re turning the page.

And when you do, you get to choose what’s next.

Will it be a chapter of strength?

One of rediscovery?

Or maybe a light-hearted entry about slurping noodles

And smiling at the little joys?

Whatever it is — write it your way.

No editor, no critic, no past mistake

Can take away your pen

Or your power to begin again.

So go ahead, friend.

Add laughter.

Add meaning.

Add moments where you surprise even yourself.

Fill your pages with courage,

With compassion,

And most importantly — with love.

Because the past may shape you…

But it’s the rest of your story that defines you.

And trust me — the best parts are still waiting to be written.

With a full heart (and a full bowl),

Terence Ang

Still writing. Still smiling. Still slurping noodles.