I lost my high school classmate a month ago to muscular dystrophy. The thought of it still seems surreal. I remember telling a fellow classmate, this is the beginning of age truly catching up with us and I said this with fear.
If anything, his passing has really taught me to make the most of the time I still have. Waking up everyday and loving those around us while we can, are the blessing we take for granted. Striving to be the most we can in our relationships, our commitments, our careers...grabbing opportunities for growth, taking risks and never letting life get the best of us. That's the strength his death has given me. We owe it to ourselves, while we still have breath in us.
To Albert, your legacy lives on. You will always be remembered.
Monday, March 3, 2014
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
And they say it'll get better...
I was walking along Orchard Road with my bestie a month ago. It was surely by some stroke of luck that we were able to even meet in Singapore without any network on our Malaysian line but I'm glad we found the time. You can just imagine the hustle and bustle of shoppers as they hurried by to get Christmas presents. We on the other hand were more like observers, breathing in the atmosphere and taking in bits and pieces of the Singaporean culture.
On our little adventure, we were stopped by campaigners gushing with enthusiasm to spread their message of hope. She must have thought we were quite young because she targeted us right away. The campaign had been to promote ambitions among the young..but not just that, it was to encourage people to pursue their dreams - even how far fetched it may seem. So you can imagine how speechless we were when they asked us what our dream was....(nada). No dream for me. It just seems naive to have dreams at this age. A complement though, that she thought we were younger than we seemed.
2013 was a difficult year. Turning a quarter of a century isn't easy. Sometimes easier to hate all the experiences the year had to give than to look at them as lessons. As with every new year, 2014 gives new hope - a fresh start to a more meaningful year. That's if I can get all this disappointments out of my mind. Disappointments in myself, in people, in situations..in wanting more. I think this year, the theme that has stuck with me from last year is not to expect too much, not to be too hopeful but rather to accept things as they come. I guess it's my force-field shield to protect me against more disappointments. (I hope).
To a year of less disappointments!? Sighs.
On our little adventure, we were stopped by campaigners gushing with enthusiasm to spread their message of hope. She must have thought we were quite young because she targeted us right away. The campaign had been to promote ambitions among the young..but not just that, it was to encourage people to pursue their dreams - even how far fetched it may seem. So you can imagine how speechless we were when they asked us what our dream was....(nada). No dream for me. It just seems naive to have dreams at this age. A complement though, that she thought we were younger than we seemed.
2013 was a difficult year. Turning a quarter of a century isn't easy. Sometimes easier to hate all the experiences the year had to give than to look at them as lessons. As with every new year, 2014 gives new hope - a fresh start to a more meaningful year. That's if I can get all this disappointments out of my mind. Disappointments in myself, in people, in situations..in wanting more. I think this year, the theme that has stuck with me from last year is not to expect too much, not to be too hopeful but rather to accept things as they come. I guess it's my force-field shield to protect me against more disappointments. (I hope).
To a year of less disappointments!? Sighs.
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