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Tag: Life

  • Our Land of Enchantment

    Our Land of Enchantment

    This is one of the two favorite spots of ours to observe clouds and sunsets. This one is at the end of Ave Vista Grande, where we have to make a left turn in order to get home.

    We used to frequent these two spots before sunset after we moved here and even more often during the pandemic. Looking back, it was such an uncertain time from various perspectives. But we always found somewhat a sense of peace when we parked our car there and watched the sun slowly disappear behind the mountains. We live in the Land of Enchantment, and that feeling confirms our decision. We are exactly we are supposed to be at this moment.

  • There’s Always Darkness Somewhere

    There’s Always Darkness Somewhere

    A moment ago I was standing by myself on the porch, watching the remaining of the light in the sky slowly went out. I wasn’t sad, but I couldn’t say that I was happy. Numb, I suppose would be the closest to how I felt. The world is crazy and the worst is that we are feeling helpless. We could only observe and witness the process as it all goes down. But we’ve got to find a way to continue living and not let it poison our minds..

  • It’s a Colorful Life.

    It’s a Colorful Life.

    We all let our emotions get in the way sometimes. And I often forget some facts of our lives; I’d admit that. With a heavy heart he started to mention his limitations more often these days. I didn’t always know how to respond properly. If I’d agree with him, would that imply that I think he’s now a burden?

    Do I wish sometimes that we could do more when we are traveling? Yes. But I do understand that he genuinely has really tried the best he can. Our life together is colorful, and our life is beautiful because we are together. I think we both can agree with that.

  • Selective Memories

    Selective Memories

    Today I spent a few hours dusting our house. In the process I rearranged some memorabilia that we have acquired from our travels and artworks we’ve collected throughout the years. Then I realized how certain things have changed their values or meanings. Some I once held so dearly, but now they seem disconnected. Would these objects that are displayed prominently now be replaced by others one day?

  • La Vida Dulce

    La Vida Dulce

    It’s far from reality, but I do wish everyone would have a sweet life..

    I was drawn by the macarons dedicated to Ukraine. Then I thought about what a cruel, crazy world we are living in.. I guess the title for today’s post might be considered insensitive. I mean no offense to anyone. But I do wish that we all could at least try to get along, no matter what differences we may have in this “me, me, me” society..

  • Life is but a Game

    Life is but a Game

    It doesn’t mean that I don’t take it seriously, but I do think that life is but a game sometimes. We choose our battles, we make decisions, and we may or may not play it by the rules, which essentially is also decision making. At the end, we all face the consequences of our decisions.

    A long while ago when we were talking over a dinner party about the current situation of my Mother, one of our neighbors said something that stuck in my head ever since:

    “You made a choice.” she said as-a-matter-of-factly.

    Simple as that. I never thought about it that way, but she was spot on. Suddenly it cut me like a double edged sword and there’s no way to undo any unintended damages.

    It is no use to even ponder over all the what-ifs. I know there would always be this regret-like pain buried deep inside me for the rest of my life.

  • All Equal but Not The Same

    All Equal but Not The Same

    Often I think about why for some people the idea of that we are all equal is so difficult to grasp. When common sense and mutual respect no longer exist, what is there that could unite people? The world seems to have lost its moral compass and people are increasingly becoming more self-centered. Are we headed toward societal collapse?

  • The Choices

    The Choices

    Under the pretense of liberty, do we in fact possess free will? In our whole life, how often were we given either-or choices? What if neither one was truly our heart desired?

  • C’est la Vie..

    C’est la Vie..

    That’s life.. Things rarely go as planned. But in the process, beautiful things might just happen. And that’s life as well.

    The future is unknowable. It’s an illusion that we have any control over it. However, it is not to say that we should stop dreaming..