It was.

At this quiet moment where peace with quietness is least heard in the night when my grandma was around in the past. Her voice has become the significant power which kept the nights going and busy for people around her.

This voice is very special.

When I was younger, I was slightly Burned bu those sparking fireworks sticks by my cousin during CNY. Crying badly, I heard her voice scolding at my cousin. Loud and clear. This was the very first time I heard her raising voice.

Memories of her birthday celebration was not exactly clear to me as we'll always have a big family photo taken. And I'll always need to stand on a stood or be carried by my mum. (hahah...too small)

Eery CNY, all grandchildren will wish her good health and properous new year. Her reply would always be 'wish us excellence in studies and be good' and the last statement will be ' Thank you God' in hokkien.

When she scolds whoever, it becomes louder and stronger. But she never scolds us (grandchildren). She shares her story about bringing up 7 kids, Ah Gong and many. Reminding us to always pray too.

Shopping and walking around especially Changi Airport is her favourite, even she on the four wheels vehicle. A passion never fail.

Time passed, age and health physically begins to challenge her.

Last marriage, she attended was definitely and memorable for all.

She is also stubborn at times. This is also why she has her both strong legs remains with her till now.

However, all of this has become [It was.] on Saturday afternoon. Into God's Kingdom, he calls for her. Devastated but believe in the call of relief and new life for her. May the tears which flows washed away the sorrows of her departure to God's Kingdom and brings her to eternal life.

Plant grows, bloom and wither. Returns to its soil.
Sun rise, shine and set. Repeats every day and night.
Breeze blows and passed and go. With very little notice.
New born cries for new life, the departed cries for eternal life.
In its nature, every single item has its entrance and departure at every moment anywhere anytime.

Believe that whoever he/she is, he/her existence will forever has an impact in the generations to come in every aspect. History is past but name and believe is continously passed down and stays spiritually in us as there is no limit to spirituality.

In memory of Ah ma who smiles and correct me when singing the song '天黑黑', half-complete hokkien version.

With Love,
佳仪

Time Value, Relationship Values

what is important now?

To me.

Time or relationship. Having realised that this issue has come back haunting me again. Still remember it was 1 year back when I've just started working. Back then, I was so tied up with time spend with friends and had no time for myself. Depressed with the type of situation I was in, yet I could not do much. Eventually, continue to meet up with ppl - poly, su, sec pals. Mainly during the weekends - burned.

Now and again, this feeling is returning. Isnt better than previous as now additional responsibility is put upon me. Student again. This has indirectly place a financial responsibility on me as well.

Needed to talk to someone but who actually understands. Yet I dont want to bring my troubles to others when they do have their own.

Can I declare sabbatical leave from wol?
I do not know why we only meet up only when there is birthday. I'm not asking alot. Actually, I mean, can't we meet as and when we miss each other for dinner, shopping or any other simple daily activities.

On my list when i want call ppl out for dinner or watever, 1st is candice, eddie....
It really doesnt matter if i call them and they cant make it some times. I'm fine.

Seems to me that it has slowly become an obligation to once in a while catch up with friends. Why is this so? Do I hate it? NO. Do I dislike it? Yes. Why? Because it has to come with feelings not a obligational task.

I really need a break to revitalise myself...

Oct weekend is so packed. Hate it. And why am I not concentrating enough in my studies. No one can answer this.

Until, Sunday after the HOPE run. It's been awhile I've attended the 11am mass @ church. Father Yeo's homily gave light to my dullness, that everyday we are bless by God to be awake and alive thru his works. Every day has a purpose and reason for you to live, to live his words and do his works. Be forgiving and passionate to every day's life.

To myself - Jean, dont you ever run away! U didnt in the past when memories were bad because you believed. Now, just believe and all things will be fine according to God's way.

Let me stay onshore away from the waves and tides, please.

Sometimes giving too much- you need to replenish.

*have i ever said something that hurt you significantly or insignificantly? Please tell me, at least i am aware and can take note in the future. as I understand its sad more than hurting to hear that from a friend.

Jean am i.