The Prettiest Girl

I seldom post abt songs on my blog. 

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2401655/She-gave-75-years-life-96-year-old-man-enters-heartbreaking-song-wrote-late-wife-contest-producers-record-iTunes.html

But this simple love song tugged every single heart strings. The words so simple but the emotions so real and authentic. I started crying even before the song started. Fred was talking about his wife, Lorraine, being the prettiest girl he ever met, and his face, his face literally lit up like a child who found himself in candy land. That look is so... Priceless. And you could almost feel his heart throbbing when he says that those 75 years felt like a dream. I could only imagine...

I felt like my heart broke into pieces and came tgt again with the sweet serenade. 

I made pops hug me real tight for a long time while I sobbed away coz every single moment and every single hug feels so precious now. 

The Slippery Year

My long weekend got extended by one more day due to a sprained back. Likely from not warming up properly for dance on Saturday. Maybe mum's right... Age really is catching up with me :(

And so I decided to take liberty of the fact that I have to do everything in slow motion and try to savor the very last of my long weekend before the crazy month(s) before my much anticipated honeymoon *shinyeyes*

The weekend had been well and enjoyable :) Pretty much like how I've envisioned it to be... But I was hoping to be slightly more productive. In any case, I still managed to rest, read, think, bake, go for a facial, danced (sprained my back), spend some time with the family and some lovey-dovey moments with pops :) 

And we stumbled upon a book sale after our family dinner and came home with some new reads (haven't read a fiction book since my last one at Samui. Speaking of which, I'm trying to find the book "You Had Me at Woof"). 

This one book, in particular, resonated with me the moment I finished the synopsis. And by the time I hit page 20 just before bedtime last night, I almost felt like I'm the twin sister of the author (whose name is Dawn!). The Slippery Year is about the author's "meditation on Happily Ever After", about the feeling of having slipped away from life as you watch the days go by, and hoping to slip back in so that you can truly experience every moment of it. Even the mundanity of it or the lack of extremities. 

I don't know if that made sense to you, but it sure hit home-run with me. Sometime I feel like I have too much on my mind, too much reflection, introspection and anticipation going on that I'm not living in the moment. I sometimes I even feel like I'm watching my life passing by (rest assure, I don't mean in a I've-been-smoking-wheat-out-of-body-experience kinda way). 

Time has been flying right pass and I feel like I need to experience more of life. There is this sense of fulfillment that's been missing and I'm trying to figure that out... Or maybe it's the feeling of ennui. 

But right now, I just want to slip back into life and learn to experience and appreciate what every moment brings. To live in the now.