Monday, March 15, 2010
Spring teaches me wonderful lessons in life. Even if it won't be long until it is gone again. Here's what I've learned from it.
Some people are like fragrant flowers in spring. They come into our lives ever so briefly and leave behind a scent that remains embedded in our being. They brighten your day by just having had contact with them even if for just a moment. If kindness would have scent, it would remind you of them.
Like when I smell pine, all the best Christmas memories rush through my mind. When I smell roses I think of romantic, moon filled evenings.
Some people, having given so much to you, remain a part of who you are forever. You cannot possibly go through a day without thinking about them. Their beautiful spirit gently nudges your heart each time you hear their name. The very thought of them stirs within your soul like the sweet fragrance of a thousand roses.
People who have come and stayed in bloom through a life time of eternal Spring, are like this sweet scent of flowers. Although my heart is saddened thinking that soon I won't be seeing them anymore, I will not remember them that way. I will forever see a thousand blooms each time I think of them. In the coldest, darkest days of the winter of my life, the memory of them will get me through it all. Even the slightest fragrance, a wisp of "almost there again," will bring a smile to my face and my heart will pound remembering the love.
My God, thank you very much not only for the beauty of the people You bring into my life, but for the lingering fragrance and everlasting memories of ever having loved them at all.
Having their memories and believing in you, means I will have spring forever in my heart.
Posted by Amie at 5:15:00 AM
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Beneath the texture of external things and my nascent thoughts, a current has been running through me like the current in a river that is barely visible but still underlies all. It is sadness and loneliness. Since when something is so hard to identify?. Is this a good thing to be feeling, or would it be better to keep glossing over and pretending that I have such a wonderful life that I don't need anybody to get through any process that I am going through in my life?
Realization, indeed. It’s like the season, it comes, makes its impact, and then disappears.
Posted by Amie at 9:36:00 AM
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
While trying to figure out whether to spend my day-off shopping or hitting some balls in the driving range, I ended up cleaning my closet. In the throes of sorting out and cleaning up, I found a packet of love letters, notes and cards from the past. I had them in the box from when I found them at my house in Gensan. At that time, just a couple of months ago, I figured that at some point I would want to read them, or that they were an important archaeological part of my past that had to be preserved so I brought it with me on my way back here in the States. But today when I saw them, I opened one card and after reading one of them turned my stomach. Without further ado, I dumped the whole packet in the dumpster. There is nothing to see there, there is nothing to recount or relive. Garbage, it’s all garbage. Harsh? Maybe. But why excavate to the good when the bad have poisoned it all. Why think back when I need to look ahead?
In that same box, though, I did find two photo albums. They are pictures of our first home and my daughters when they were little. Looking at those pictures brought back so many fond memories of being a young mother and the joy of starting a family. No matter how the past have made us sad that we just want to forget them, there are memories that are worth keeping because they always make us smile and feel happy whenever we remember them.
Posted by Amie at 8:20:00 PM
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Besides the absurdity of having your foot do what your hand should be doing, how could you maintain good control over the car like that?
Some people really amaze me...
Posted by Amie at 7:09:00 PM