Last June 28 Saturday, I was torn into two events that I wanted to attend both, but the problem was the two events were same time. I chose to celebrate it with my Uncle rather than attending the reunion of friends6. I didn’t regret it, cause its really worth it. Spending time with your loved ones still priceless. And simply being there for the person means a lot for him. Even though he can’t address it to each one of us how much he appreciated that we’re celebrating his birthday with us, seeing him happy is already enough. No need for words to express it. No gift can compare for our presence spending time with him. Happy birthday, Richie/Pow!  Not only that, after the party, we, the adults, continue our session on the nearest coffee shop to spend the night. Spending for almost 2 hours catching up about our lives still not enough but we have to go home.

Though I really wanted to go to the CCF just to meet my new friends I’ve met few weeks ago. But back of my mind, should I? First, we have different religion. Though for me, is not an issue but I don’t know with them. Cause for me, friendship doesn’t necessarily to have same religion to become friends, isn’t? As long as you enjoy each other company, you can stay. Understand one another, respecting each other opinions, that’s it, right?

Gift itself is a symbol of that thought. It doesn’t matter whether it costs money. What is important is that you thought of him. And it is not the thought implanted only in the mind that counts, but the thought expressed in actually securing the gift and giving it as the expression of love.

Gift of self is an intangible gift that sometimes speak more loudly than a gift that can be held in one’s hand. Call it the gift of self or the gift of presence.