Despite her handicap, she is the sole caregiver of her husband, making sure he has proper meals, making sure he takes his medication and taking care of all his daily needs, sometimes coaxing him as if he’s a child coz of his illness. Her husband left her for about I think twenty four years during their younger days. But when he came back to her again, she graciously forgave and accepted him. I feel that the attentive care that she has given to her husband all these years really warms his heart. He did not say it but I seemed to be able to feel it from the way he talked about her. Love is not having him on his knees, proposing with a diamond ring. It is not about spending millions on a lavish wedding dinner. It is probably not even about saying your vows during the solemnization. Old Auntie Cai has taught me an important and extraordinary lesson about love and life that day.
Life is like a story and we are the writers of these stories in life. At the end of one's life, what kind of story would we have written? What would the content be like? Let me begin writing my own story, sharing bits and pieces of my life...
Sunday, June 28, 2009
What's the size of your heart?
Cause and effect
Effect: Supposed to cut down on those so called sinful foodstuff like ice cream, pastries and chips, told myself to do that after my holiday trip. But did not and helped myself to those very pretty pastries baked by Rene. Increased level of indulgence of sinful foodstuff upon catching sight of them could contribute to weight gain. Sigh…
Hypothesis: The decrease in the level of stress in Rene will lead to the decrease in the indulgence of sinful foodstuff by me.
Alternatives: Divert Rene’s attention from baking? Go shopping with her more? Get her to go spa to pamper herself a little?
Action start date: Err…err…when would be a good date?
I still have two little cupcakes in the fridge. Hmm, no harm eating one first before thinking of an action plan right? :P Good nite, piggy!
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Gift #15 from my angel
Melody Gardot…I remember reading about this singer cum songwriter somewhere. She met with an accident while cycling and that badly injured her. She could not walk for a period of time. She’s walking with a walking stick now and I think her eyes are sensitive to light. But she’s probably an inspiration coz her passion for music sinks deeply in her heart despite her handicap. It’s probably of a story which proves that music heals. When it comes to music, I think we don’t just listen with our ears but it’s more important to listen with our hearts.
When I least expected it, it came…a beautiful gift from Yue Niang Angel, it’s a CD by Melody Gardot, my angel’s second CD for me (beaming with pride and joy!) :) It’s kinda jazz. You know, I always feel that jazz is pretty unique in the sense feelings are pretty much evoked when the singers sing. You could probably feel that sensuality in some pieces and ha, at times, you pretty much feel like swaying to the music, you could feel every note being played in every cell of your body :P…Melody Gardot has a voice which I like very much and I think she is a talented singer too.
It’s a blessing and a joy to give. Dear Yue Niang Angel…you know, you must have got abundance joy in your heart coz you have given much…You have given much of your care and love by being so thoughtful. The best gifts in life can only be felt…
When I least expected it, it came…a beautiful gift from Yue Niang Angel, it’s a CD by Melody Gardot, my angel’s second CD for me (beaming with pride and joy!) :) It’s kinda jazz. You know, I always feel that jazz is pretty unique in the sense feelings are pretty much evoked when the singers sing. You could probably feel that sensuality in some pieces and ha, at times, you pretty much feel like swaying to the music, you could feel every note being played in every cell of your body :P…Melody Gardot has a voice which I like very much and I think she is a talented singer too.
It’s a blessing and a joy to give. Dear Yue Niang Angel…you know, you must have got abundance joy in your heart coz you have given much…You have given much of your care and love by being so thoughtful. The best gifts in life can only be felt…
Sunday, June 21, 2009
I was a brave gal
Hmm, I was thinking and wondering, is there a relationship between bravery and shedding tears? Hmm, maybe not, I guess every one of us has the rights to express his or her emotions regardless of gender or age. It could be so difficult to contain and control them for a long period of time. When was the last time you actually cried your hearts out?...But the next time when someone makes you cry, it does not necessarily mean that that someone has broken your heart, it could mean that someone has touched your heart and moved you to tears. When that happens, enjoy and treasure that moment coz moments like that are priceless.
The Sunday Times 21 June 2009
Singapore’s “Father of Counselling” Anthony Yeo passed away yesterday. This news really came kinda sudden and I could not believe what I read. His words and his sharing of his experiences in his books and articles had brought comfort and enlightenment…I am quite sure he’s a great counsellor and mentor to many in the field of social work and counselling…I am also quite sure he’s ready for eternal rest…He will be remembered and missed…
A Pomeranian was stuffed in a plastic bag, treated like a piece of trash and dumped near a rubbish bin to die. Does anybody know that that’s actually a life and not a plastic toy? Is this how we treat a life? What has happened to us? There were tears of anger and sadness welling up as I read about the fate of this seven year old doggie…Thank goodness, he was discovered and on the road to recovery. Get well soon, Pom Pom...
H1N1 virus continued to spread…there have been pieces of news about this every day and now with AYG, precaution level has also heightened and very much strengthened…This virus has stayed long enough. I wish it will go away soon and not cause any harm or worry to people all over the world…I wish that my loved ones will be safe and well.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Freaky Purple
As I came home from the airport that day, the first thing that caught my attention was Purple! He was sitting on the sofa with some other soft toys that belong to my sis. The very next thing I did was to give him a squeeze and sniffed his nose, still got the same smell (For goodness sake, grow up gal!). My sis is back home and so is Purple! Miss ya, freaky Purple!
My sis has been kinda busy being her good friend’s bridesmaid and meeting up with friends and all since she came home, real active social animal these couple of days :P But glad there was time for family meals together. She’s flying back to Basel this weekend…that’s fast but glad she came back this June vacation. But well, Purple will be staying home this time :P Goodness, Sis really ate a big piece of cake from Awfully Chocolate last night! But heh, I must admit it's quite nice, awfully chocolate and banana! She got the one with banana in it :P
While working on this blog post, Angeline, my wonderful colleague and buddy, delivered some of my work stuff from our workplace to my place. Muack muack, love her!! Well, need to get out from denial soon and get started on some serious work this weekend. Hopefully, I am determined enough :P Finally get to see my black planner, kinda a bit hopeless without it at times, can’t depend much on my memory nowadays.
The Paradox of Our Time
Came across this when I was reading a book…
The Paradox of our time in history is that we have
taller buildings, but shorter tempers;
wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families;
more conveniences, but less time.
We have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge,
but less judgement; more experts, but more problems;
more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly,
laugh too little, drive too fast, get angry too quickly, stay up
too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much,
and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life;
we’ve added years to life, not life to years.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble
crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.
We’ve conquered outer space, but not inner space.
We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We’ve split the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less.
We plan more, but accomplish less.
We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait.
We build more computers to hold more information to produce
more copies than ever, but have less communication.
We’ve become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men,
and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.
These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more
leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
These are days of two incomes, but more divorces;
of fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers,
throwaway morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies,
and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet, to kill.
It is time when there is much in the showroom and little in
our heart’s room; a time when technology can bring this letter to
you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight,
or to just delete it.
~ Dr. Bob Moorehead
(The above essay appeared under the title “The Paradox of Our Age” in Words Aptly Spoken, Dr Moorehead’s 1995 collection of prayers, homilies and monologues used in his sermons and radio broadcasts)
Hmm, not sure what to comment on after reading this, I guess the content says it all. Maybe we should take time to think about this insightful paradox…
The Paradox of Our Time
The Paradox of our time in history is that we have
taller buildings, but shorter tempers;
wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families;
more conveniences, but less time.
We have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge,
but less judgement; more experts, but more problems;
more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly,
laugh too little, drive too fast, get angry too quickly, stay up
too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much,
and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life;
we’ve added years to life, not life to years.
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble
crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.
We’ve conquered outer space, but not inner space.
We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We’ve split the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less.
We plan more, but accomplish less.
We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait.
We build more computers to hold more information to produce
more copies than ever, but have less communication.
We’ve become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men,
and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.
These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more
leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
These are days of two incomes, but more divorces;
of fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers,
throwaway morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies,
and pills that do everything from cheer to quiet, to kill.
It is time when there is much in the showroom and little in
our heart’s room; a time when technology can bring this letter to
you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight,
or to just delete it.
~ Dr. Bob Moorehead
(The above essay appeared under the title “The Paradox of Our Age” in Words Aptly Spoken, Dr Moorehead’s 1995 collection of prayers, homilies and monologues used in his sermons and radio broadcasts)
Hmm, not sure what to comment on after reading this, I guess the content says it all. Maybe we should take time to think about this insightful paradox…
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Sunny baby?

Doodle or art?

The Land of Smiles - The friendship and the people
The Land of Smiles - Food
Actually, there were more that we ate...too gulity to confess, ha! I think both of us have piled on kilos after this trip, well, it's not as if we were that thin before this trip :P Now that holiday trip is over, better work on getting back in shape!
The Land of Smiles - Shopping
Did that mostly in Bangkok. Ha, shopping didn’t feel that hectic without Kat. She always had lotsa things to buy when we were in Bangkok for the past two years :P Goodness, she loves to feed her friends with lotsa of food too. But you know, she has been like an elder sister to us, I know she always cares so much for us and protecting us like a mother at times, ha! Kinda miss having her around and her thunderous laughter this time :)
Well, have used a brand of body moisturizer from Bangkok two years ago and love the one with lemongrass. The smell isn’t too strong and it works well on my skin. My sis helped me to buy a few bottles some time back but all used up. Thus, this time, bought quite a few bottles back. Ha, those body, mind and soul stuff constitutes the bulk of my shopping over in Bangkok. Heh, I think all of us should try to pamper ourselves and our bodies at times :P
While I was paying for a set of PJ that I have bought, Jiaqi was kinda ‘caught’ by a sales promoter cum make up artist for a make over. He, or should I say she :P, added some colours to Jiaqi’s face. I should say our dear Miss Tan looked beautiful after that, ha, the important thing was she bought a bottle of make up stuff after that and that wasn’t really cheap. The next moment, the sales promoter was eyeing my face, wanting to create a piece of art out of my face. But I politely declined. Not used to having make up on my face, let alone on my relaxing day, prefer to have my face in its bare self on days like that. Oh well, maybe except for a bit of sunscreen and foundation :P
Was looking closely at my eyes in the mirror one of those nights at the hotel. Goodness, those lines beneath my eyes seemed to be more complicated than the Japan rail. I know I cannot handle Japan rail when I was there a few years ago, oops, let alone those beneath my tiny eyes :P I gave a sigh and vowed to be more diligent in applying my eye cream, day and night, when I got back home.
I guess age is catching up but it seemed that we used to be able to walk and shop the whole day but now, every somewhat like three hours, gotta sit and rest at a café. We decided to pamper our feet by having a foot spa at Paragon Siam Square. While have our foot wrap, we were given a head, shoulder and back massage too! Wow, a great deal and certainly pampering for our tired bodies. I think I fell asleep at some point of the one hour half treatment.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
The Land of Smiles - The journeys
The Land of Smiles - The sea (Krabi)
The Land of Smiles - Accommodation
Have been staying at Novotel at Siam Square for the past few times we gals were in Bangkok. According to them, good location, indeed it is. As for Krabi, we picked Centara Grand. I would say it’s really exclusive, there is no way one could travel there by road. We had a half an hour drive from the Krabi airport to a jetty and the resort’s motor boat picked us up. I really like the peacefulness and quiet in that resort, have always preferred private beach area too. There was no crowd, no pubs, no loud music…one could just hear the frogs croaking and sounds made by different kinda insects at night. If we opened our balcony door, we could hear the sounds of waves but at the risk of having mosquitoes in our room. Service was great, very attentive, efficient and friendly staff I must say. Ha, simply enjoyed being pampered like a princess. Of course, a princess who’s appreciative of the little things they did to make our stay a relaxing and enjoyable one.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Fly away...
Oh yes, dearest Sunny baby, have been thinking of you and miss ya dearly. Hope that you are doing fine and have been a good boy. See ya real soon, muack!
Monday, June 8, 2009
A conversation within me...
“I dun wanna go to work and be on duty tomorrow! My energy level is dwindling and probably at red alert!”
“If you don’t think every day is a good day, just trying missing one.” ~ Cavett Robert
“Hmm…maybe something beautiful and interesting will come out of tomorrow…”
“If you don’t think every day is a good day, just trying missing one.” ~ Cavett Robert
“Hmm…maybe something beautiful and interesting will come out of tomorrow…”
Me and myself
One of the nights during our camp, a group of my colleagues were having supper together and we were talking about introverts and extroverts. We realised that almost all of our colleagues are kinda introverts. I think none of us is fully an introvert or completely an extrovert, it’s just how much of each you have. Maybe as Asians, we tend to have more of the introvert element. We choose to keep to ourselves sometimes, be more in touch with our own thoughts and just feel that we do not need people to be around us or to express ourselves openly. However, at times, given some situations, we know we need to interact and maybe some of us take pleasure in enjoying and sharing certain moments with others.
I remember there was one day not too long ago, I was walking alone along Orchard Road on a weekday, there were still quite a number of people walking along the street despite being a working day. All I saw were unfamiliar faces around me. Some say familiarity brings about comfort. Hmm, I probably beg to differ, it was a comfortable moment for me then and I kinda enjoyed it. I thought I was getting in touch with my own thoughts while walking along that busy street, not concerned at all about striking a conversation and probably not wanting to. People walking past me…they would not know me at all, they were too engrossed in their conversations with others, too busy with their schedule for the day, too bothered by the day’s happenings. You know, sometimes, I feel that we spend too much looking at the outside and what’s going on around us but spend too little time looking at what’s within us. That day, along Orchard Road, in the hustle and bustle of life, amongst many people, in the midst of noises…I see and sense silence within me…
I remember there was one day not too long ago, I was walking alone along Orchard Road on a weekday, there were still quite a number of people walking along the street despite being a working day. All I saw were unfamiliar faces around me. Some say familiarity brings about comfort. Hmm, I probably beg to differ, it was a comfortable moment for me then and I kinda enjoyed it. I thought I was getting in touch with my own thoughts while walking along that busy street, not concerned at all about striking a conversation and probably not wanting to. People walking past me…they would not know me at all, they were too engrossed in their conversations with others, too busy with their schedule for the day, too bothered by the day’s happenings. You know, sometimes, I feel that we spend too much looking at the outside and what’s going on around us but spend too little time looking at what’s within us. That day, along Orchard Road, in the hustle and bustle of life, amongst many people, in the midst of noises…I see and sense silence within me…
Array of colours


Cool!

My cup of tea
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Connection
Monday, June 1, 2009
My sight

What do you see? Or should I ask…What do you want to see?
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