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Saturday, March 29, 200810:55 PM
How To Dance In The Rain It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch, and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had been there for awhile and that she was a victim of Alzheimer'sDisease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?' He smiled as he patted my hand and said, 'She doesn'tknow me, but I still know who she is'. I had to hold back tears as he left; I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, 'That is the kind of love I want in my life'. True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best ofeverything; they just make the best of everything they have. 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,But how to dance in the rain.'
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Thursday, March 27, 200810:54 PM
The Royal Highness Turns Two Today Y Dear Baby Darling Joy, Joy has literally resided in our house since your birth. And it's really a blessing to have you around bringing us much laughter, happiness and your occasional surprises. Like how you feel as a proud little baby, each and everyone of us marvel and are always in awe about your little milestones and every single achievements. And in a way, you have helped us get/move on with lives a little easier ever since your granny (my favourite and dearest aunt)'s demise. My favourite naughty little princess, your yiyi (me) loves you truckloads. I'm thankful to have you around and being there to share/witness all your little growings. And we'll still have more to come, let's hope. I hope that you will continue to have a happy and enjoyable childhood filled with much much love from all of us and all the blessings from above and everywhere. Love you truckloads as always, your yiyi.
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Wednesday, March 26, 200810:52 PM
i love rainy days, minus the humid part. and some days i love walking in the rain or with an umbrella. it feels like the rain is cleansing my mind and my soul, ripping a hundred thousand thoughts away to lighten the load. but i dont enjoy the fact that the grasses are flooded and those poor little creatures are prominent to their predators. these days, i wonder why i burden my brain with so many thoughts about heading off to where. because somehow, thinking about it doesnt really make much differences or changes or as though somethings will hopefully happen. just like going abroad to study, for instance; it will not happen in the near future or at least. and which uni course could i eventually get in or not, is definitely not in my control. i should probably just let them off my mind and really enjoy this deserving break! and i didnt even talk about a new found friend at work! Catriona is a very friendly person. Even though she's younger than me but taller than me. i think she should be around my sister's age if i'm not wrong. and she's got the height! because whatever she wears, simply looks good on her. if only i were at least a good 10cm taller, seriously! so anyway today, there was this tupperware lady. Catriona bought the tumbler while i bought a picinic container. only thing, i wish it was more of a cheery colour like pink, green, orange or even blue! = / and i really really want to go for a picnic, SOON! somebody please date me for a picnic, at the beach or the park. i've been dying to go Sentosa or a picnic! i have this new bikinie in my wardrobe that i havent had the chance to wear, la! oh and the sister managed to get this NUM card ( : im hoping to buy another set of bikinie off their rack! and i adore Gerberas! &hearts i'm waiting for my hair to grow longer so that i can turn them into curly locks again, just like Dorothy's!
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Tuesday, March 25, 20086:51 PM
sandboxes & picnic tables water fountains forest animals & porcelain bird figurines enormous crystal chandliers a mermaid's bathroom low ceilings with tall chimneys sunny courtyards with fantail pigeons small round room with the ceiling sloping right to the floor hedged garden, water lilies & marble steps
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Sunday, March 16, 200810:28 PM
Everything in its time
The river runs and the river hides Out to the ocean and under the sky I promise you, the answer will come Hold on to patience and watch for the sign
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Wednesday, March 12, 200810:50 PM
randomness
too much free time with no datelines leaves just about far too much space for thoughts/reflections/imagination/fascination.i was wondering what/where/who would i be in 5 years time. and im thinking about wad sort of work would i really want to do.. i love art - the preschool and pri. school kinds are very much appealing to me. and i hope to reach out to many (children). to make an impact/little difference in their lives, that would be what i love to. the question is teacher in which area/age group... and i was wondering about the fetish/inclination/wonders that i have of man. not boys, but men. and i seriously believe they have this exuberate charm/sexiness bury all within them and only uncover when they're older.. my favourite celebrities are by far: George Clooney and Justin Timberlake. i like men in sports attire, and of course suit. and i cheekily wonder how they'll look like even uncloth.. teehee! kidding! rated: RA21
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Tuesday, March 4, 20089:53 PM
whatever will be, will be. it doesnt matter how many shooting stars you've seen, or how many four leaf clovers you've picked. it doesnt matter how many pennies you throw into the fountain, or how hard you cross your fingers. they're worthless because you know as well as you should, that everything happens on its own
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Sunday, March 2, 20085:49 PM
good (:
1. i cannot tell you how much i adore victoria's secret.(and if you know me well enough, you will know that i have this obsession about lingerie.) 2. one of the things i've always love and am beginning to enjoy even more is relaxing on the couch in front of the television, stretching my legs underneath the coffee table and having my niece sitting right beside doing the same thing and sharing a box of hello panda in just about any flavour. and then we would peek at each other when we take one biscuit from the box and then smile in somewhat like a conspiracy and savour the biscuit at about the same time. i call this one of the sweetest little things that makes a very very happy Wendy. ( : 3. having a table solely belonging to myself in the office is such an exciting thing! i seriously cannot tell you how elated i was. 4. and it's good to be back. seeing my children and knowing they enjoy seeing me too. it's the purest kind of satisfaction from little things like this. overwhelmed with their warmth. |
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