From a nucleus family, to extended family, to friends, to acquaintances, everyday we lived, an unseen web will keep on weaving on its own, and keep on growing, though sometimes too big, or sometimes unexpectedly small.
The web path that we crossed, sometimes just once, sometimes kind of frequent, or sometimes tangled up or messy. A path that we might be familiar with, or thought to be familiar with, or a path broken yet somehow mended back.
To the life that we will only lived once, let's us all treasure what we have, regardless whether in this live we have more or less, as the most important is to live with love.
