Sunday, January 29, 2012

Fight one more round

Be true, be strong, have faith, have courage...

Is it easy? If you walked her steps, you might know the answer. It's not the worse, but each has their own stories to tell. Each has their own battle to fight. The real man smiles in trouble, gathers strengths from distress, and grows brave by reflection. You, listen...


Fight one more round. When your arms are so tired that you can hardly lift your hands to come on guard, fight one more round.When you nose is bleeding and your eyes are black and you are so tired that you wish you opponent would crack you one on the jaws and put you to sleep, fight one more round, remembering that the man who always fights are more round is never whipped!

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Lord, be good to me

Storms, pretty big storms these days. The storms are so big and strong, inside and outside. She holds on to the captain of the boat. He says to her to be brave and promised that He will not give her storms so big that she cannot manage. Just hold on...

Lord, be good to me
The world is so big
My ship is so small






Saturday, October 15, 2011

Second year, far far away

October 15th, 2011... Second year, so far away. It's something that will never be forgotten. Though she's not here, who said that memories cannot be kept forever? Who said that only the present must be treasured, the past to be let go of? Nobody... nobody should...

Time flies by, but let the good times roll...

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

A grateful heart

There is no such thing as gratitude unexpressed. If it is unexpressed, then it is plain, old fashion ingratitude.

She had a tough time, a rough one. Then a friend came along who reached her hand into the darkness and pulled her into the light. In the card, it wrotes...

"A day is really made beautiful when kindness touches it. When my life overwhelms and does me in, you did what you did. You didn’t have to do it, but you did anyway. I’ll always think of you with a grateful heart. You’re one of the nicest person I’ve ever met. You’re very special, and that’s a fact! What you did really meant a lot to me. It will always glow in my memory."

Pulled another into the light

She has to admit that the card is a 'duplicate' from her previous card because her brain juice machine broke down, and is therefore under repair.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Hanging by a thread

These nights had been really tough... these nights had been very long, so long it feels like there is no dawn. These nights had been a struggle, a struggle to stay on Earth... These nights she really is...
Hanging by a thread

Friday, March 18, 2011

Quietly, a prayer is said

Someone said that everything will be all right in the end. If it's not all right, then it is not the end. When will it be? She had waited long, trying harder than hard... would it ever come to an end? How or what would this 'end' be like?

Quietly, I say a prayer...

She wondered if anyone heard, if anyone cares... at all...

Thursday, March 17, 2011

The willow tree

People say to be like the trees - stand tall, stand firm. The firmest tree, the strongest tree, they all bend, they all crack when the wind is strong enough. In the weather, they all wither, they all crumble... sooner or later... just a matter of when

Would the trees be so proud of themselves because they HAD stood so strong? Or would they be ashamed of themselves because they could no longer fight the weather?

Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked. Maybe she should learn from the bamboo or the willow, because they survive pretty well... by bending with the wind...

Likes the quote below. Close your eyes and imagine. It's a beautiful scene, a peaceful one too.


The willow tree plays the water
like a harp


Monday, February 7, 2011

Be kinder than necessary

Many things had happened since her return to Singapore. Good and bad. People gets upset and angry with each other. Disappointment, sadness etc. It has been a tough month for her. Everyone is feeling those feelings with everyone. Everyone had gossiped. As she said before, gossips (words) are the most lethal poison ever existed. Therefore, she made a card to remind her, you you and you to...

Be kinder than necessary,
for everyone you meet
is fighting some kind of battle



It is definitely easier said than done. But she believes it's achievable. How you may ask. She can only say...

If you add a little kindness to a little kindness
And then do it again.
Soon the little kindness shall be much

Sunday, February 6, 2011

When someone you treasure the most is gone, the Earth seems greatly depopulated. Today you see them, tomorrow you don't. She once thought she could hold her forever. But things happened so suddenly. It is still hard to accept. The grieve never leaves. When she comes to her mind, the feeling of her restless body falling into her arms, everything about her last few moments comes flashing back. Ouch

Gather the rosebuds while you may
Old time is still a-flying
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying

It's so true...

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Time heals wounds?

Things always change, they never stop. Change is the only thing that is consistent in this universe. When certain things change, it leaves a scar. Sometimes good, sometimes bad. When changes occurs, wounds are created, people say that time heals all wounds. Is that really true?

They say time heals all wounds
But what if time has already passed for an eternity?

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Calendar 2011 (2)

Wow, after such a long time, she squeezes a little time to upload the second half of 2011's calendar. Almost forgotten that it ever existed. She wished she had taken the photo of the second set. =(


July

August

September

October

November
December





Monday, November 22, 2010

Calendar 2011 (1)

This is one of the things she has been busy with. She did 2, but she forgot the photos of the 2nd! Looks simple, but it is real time consuming. Confession that procrastination did put its nose in quite a bit. At the end, the time and effort spent are all worth it. It always does... always does.


January


February


March


April


May


June

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Christmas for Someone Special... again

This card is called 'mosaic of Christmas cards'. She designed 9 simple little cards then put them together. New idea.

In it wrote...

I find that it would be uncomfortable to live in a world where I had no person to thank. I wish I could leave a trail of gratefulness behing me that you could see - glowing thanks. My recovery walks real slowly, with a walking cane, and whenever the light in my goes out, it is often rekindled by a spark from you. I can carry on and on, but at the end, all I want to say is... Thank you!


May the meaning of Christmas be deeper,
its friendships stronger,
and its hopes brighter
as it comes to you this year


Friday, October 15, 2010

1st Anniversary

It's her Lady girl's first death anniversary. While she held on to Lady's ashes, sadness overcame her. The heart pierce. Pirece because there were regrets. Regrets that she cannot forgive herself for.

The ashes sits on her table, Lady is forever so near to her... but... so near, yet so far.

Lady, wait for her at the rainbow bridge. She will come. WAIT for her. In the meantime, play with God. She is sure He will take care of you. Wait for her, ok?

When someone you love becomes a memory
The memory becomes a treasure

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Fantasy

Enchanted worlds still exist because the child within us never dies. The doorways may be more obscure, but we can still seek them out. There are still noble adventures to undertake. There are still trees that speak and caverns that lead to nether realms. There will always be faeries and elves within nature because they will always be dancing within our hearts ~Ted Andrews~

Be still child...

The wall is silent, the grass is asleep
Tall trees of peace their vigil keep
And the fairy of dreams with mo
th-wings furled
Plays soft on the flute to the drowsy world

... sleep

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Just sail

Sits with her all the time, through good, bad or tough times, this keychain always seems to speak these words. They were just engraved into an ordinary wooden plaque. But it speaks, it does. Set sail. Just sail.

Don't quit or give up when struggles you face
Those who keep trying will finish the race.


Friday, June 11, 2010

A magic place

Are those the magic fairy wands glistening on the tree or only the winter icicle that you see?

If she has the influence with the good fairy who is supposed to preside over the christening of all children, she should ask that the gift for each child in the world be a sense of wonder so indestructible that it would last throughout life. She, so agrees...

Deep within the forest
among the snowdrift wide
You can find a magic place
where all the fairies hide

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Dreamcatcher

In some culture, they held the hoop in the highest esteem, because it symbolized strength and unity. A lot of symbols evolved around the hoop, and one of these is the Dreamcatcher.

It is believed to have the power to catch all of a person's dreams, filtering out the bad ones, letting only the good dreams pass through. She needs the dreamcatcher for bad dreams often occurs. She doesn't like it.

May the dreamcatcher works for her and everyone out there...

Sleep well sweet child, Don't worry your head.
Your Dream Catcher is humming, above your bed
Listen so softly
I know you can hear.
The tone of beyond
Close to your ear
Love is alive
And living in you.
Beyond all your troubles
Where good dreams are true
~~By Toni.~~

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Memory becomes a treasure

If dreams were the only place they could meet, let her stay asleep... for a little while longer. Make the night longer, so there are stars... No, no. Perhaps they are not stars, but rather, they are openings in heaven where the love of her lost one pours through and shines down upon to let her know that she is happy.

When someone you love
becomes a memory
The memory


Where her photo and her ashes sits, right beside her, memory of her floods. She never knew that one could look back on their tears and laugh, but she never thought she would look back at her laughter and cry. The laughter between her and her.


Saturday, June 5, 2010

Roses in Winter

She feels that memory is the power to gather roses in Winter. Though there is no winter where she is, does it matter? There is Winter in her heart. It's cold out there when she misses her... again. She see her in her dreams. Once, twice, thrice... and counting.

She wonders... 为什么她在梦里得到的跟现实生活中失去的同样多?

God gave us memories
so that we can have
Roses in December