( i recall, the 1st tym i heard this was in candice's car!. she said she loves the chorus part (thou she cnt understand it) "...問到何時葡萄先熟透.." haha. but i now really think it is a really nice song!)
an extract from Melody Chen's blog. her husband 1st reading during their 1st paper anniversary. they had their vows renewed with god being their witness.. always thought that they are one amazing couple. they call each other their best friend!
* “Happy the husband of a really good wife; the number of days will be doubled.
A perfect wife is the joy of her husband, he will live out the years of his life in peace.
A good wife is the best of portions,
reserved for those who fear the Lord; rich or poor, they will be glad of heart,
cheerful of face whatever the season.
The grace of a wife will charm her husband, her accomplishments will make him the stronger.
A silent wife is a gift from the Lord, no price can be put on a well-trained character.
A modest wife is a boon twice over, a chaste character cannot be weighed on scales.
Like the sun rising over the mountains of the Lord is the beauty of a good wife in a well-kept house.”
- Ecclesiasticus 26 : 1-4,13-16 * (a slight recall of a fren's conversation over the phone; about having a wife that would be ideal enough for one. about the right kind of relationship you will want to have)
lately; having quite a handful of marriages on its way. life and death nearby. thoughts of your own life comes in comparisons. as you reminds yourself of another phrase is coming up.
i can't imagine the amount of joy i can be having in the midst of being so grumpy over the never ending issues i had to carry.
it is really heart warming to have the kind of relationship i have made with them. i guess i am more then blessed and grateful to have such friendships made.
the lil care, the lil words, the many jokes, the many criticism,
the many real smiles and plentiful warm presence.
i am more then thankful.
and i how i wish i could say thank you! to..
you.
you.
&
you.
:)
'you know, i just can never be tad upset when i see you all even if i am struggling shites'
it grows! the love and enjoyment and warmth i have just grows!
if only i can do more to tell you all how much i love and wanna say thank you to all... :)
i shall :)
*
sometimes do you wonder, why do you have lil angels around you?
be it siblings, friends, a passerby.
always thought i have great sisters.
my angels of course.
as much as i do nag about them..
i still love them very much.
:)
girls friends.
more then i could ask for :)
boy friends.
you can have for fun. for laughter. for security.
for all the reasons in the world.
i ask for none.
but i am blessed for some who gave me more then that.
:)
thankful.
thank you.
*
the few grumpy souls i always had.
sometimes i really wanna slap u.
but other times i smile at your actions of care for me.
i want to remind myself this moment that you may be grumpier then grumpy towards me as time passes by.. but i shall always remember your heart and care for me as your si-di-fu.
because, i never stop reminding myself of the color-wolf i knew and walked thru with.
i was boarding the bus from home, and i saw a really old couple.
their hair almost white, hunch back and wrinkled were their hands.
why was i observing them so much,
when the sun was scorching hot?
the old man was hovering the old lady with one hand as he himself tried to step up the bus stairway slowly..
he used his two hands to make sure she boarded fine with both hands between the pole that divides the entrance.
he guided her to the seat as he slowly settled down himself..
the way he had his eyes on her, apart from himself..
that kind of "security".. "shelter".. "care"..
it just made me looked and looked at them..
it was warmer then the sun could get ..
it was so warm it made me felt good.
is this what u call love?
i vividly remembers seeing this elderly man once using his hand to cover the sun rays that was shining into the old lady sitting next to him in the train once...
and i thought..that was love too?~
:)
*
and our lunch conversation;
we spoke again of children.
yes she has reached a age she really wants to have her own.
she mentioned to me about the book she is reading.. the one i saw while shopping at a christian book store with her..
in the book wrote..
".. do not blame yourself for not being able to have children, do not blame your spouse for not being able to have children, do not blame your family for not being able to have children, do not blame god for not being able to have children..."
"... because, there maybe a reason why god gave you this path, maybe the love you have is for another child out there?.. maybe you are not meant to have your own for reasons you may not understand now... "
there are so many reasons.
my sister says, she believes that god has his plans for her.
attracted this from a forwarded email my sis sent me;
about a dog we had only 2 limps. his story. his name; faith.
his owner's big heart. and him being a life testimony.
"In life there are always undesirable things.
Perhaps one will feel better if one changes the point of view from another direction. I hope this message will bring fresh new ways of thinking to everyone and that everyone can appreciate and be thankful for each beautiful day that follows."
".. point of view from another direction.."
someone was explaining to me about the different perspective each individual may see.
i understood it. but i struggle with understanding how others think all the time.
Do you have such thoughts as well?
like you will ask yourself, ' why/how can this-someone, do or think this/that way?" etc.
and u really get so uptight and all over the difficulty of understanding.
but why even bother to understand right?
i guess it is an inborn itch.
we all can't help it.
the someone also added;
thats why some ppl just enjoying being with others, while some others just don't get along.
i remember xy and i was talking about it.
like her pek-chek-ness with some ppl's thoughts/behavior and actions.
and i sort of said to her almost exact things.
i told her to recall why both of us enjoyed being partners @ camps/projs during school?
because both of us have similar urgencies and working attitude.
we do not sit and wait for things to happen.
we were great working partners, and thus now great friends. :)
you see,
different perspective @ diff points of life.
i was blinded.
blinded by the things that i know it myself.
there and then,
some lil angels in life comes by and reminds me.
it is like a passing on of great knowledge, reminder and heart that cares.
a friend having the patience to hear you rant and giving you the extra advise.
i am thankful i have that many angels around me.
be it those that may say the best things, those that just drop by some love,
or others that may never understand but shows u concern.
either ways.
*
Perfection is Perception Perfection is Perspective
this was what i posted on my blog before.
perspective.
once again.
perfection.
yet again.
it is never ending. does it?
for the past 12hrs or so,
i was being affected with a perspective of one's.
and in a split second,
i froze, not knowing how to feel,
having my perspective proven wrong.
but i have suddenly came to realised,
whatever the perspective.
just as long as it brings you forward and well,
right?
else.
perspective is really your self creation.
i self create pain, joy.
i self create satisfaction, unhappiness, regret.
i self create anger, irritant.
when can i self create the discipline and release the real emotions i keep shelving for good?
i really have been having so much thoughts about perfection these days..
why?
why is perfection so important?
finding mr perfect, being ms perfect, being the perfect daughter, being the perfect friend, being the perfect student (ok mayb nt this), being the perfect sister, the perfect mummy...
so many perfections. its so tiring.
my self reflections aren't actually that strict, i can be really lenient and laid back.
but deep down i struggle with perfection.
lately i have been really disappointed and irritated with myself.
it may sound silly, but i felt that i am such an irritating brat these days.
no longer decisive, no longer firm, no longer the 'good old cindy" (like that the girls wrote on my bday cake last yr)
there are times when i 'see' myself n thought "wth, why am i doing that?" etc..
i can't wait to get out of that skin..
before i start to hate myself.. or others starts to hate me.
back to;
perfection.
the perfect life, the perfect relationship, the perfect breakup.
i think it is hilarious.
because..
there is no perfection in the world.
you see, i am tad irritating.
i know it..
yet i struggle over them.
slap me pls, thank you.
but i still want to believe that i have that beautiful imperfection of my own perfection~
