04.11.08
Posted in Journal at 6:02 am by erald17
Six days to go and it is April 17. A day that I have been waiting for. It is actually something that I am looking forward to, however not as excited as I am supposed to be… Besides, this thing is not sure yet… I mean I am hoping against hope that when that day comes, I am ready. That on that day I would be receiving signals from heaven saying that this is my time.
There have been a few times when I close my eyes and imagine what might take place on that day… Will it be one of those ordinary days? Will I be making a right choice, a right decision? Am I ready?
Six days to go and I would be facing a new, yes, new, chapter of my life. Now I am feeling a bit excited… Besides, I do not want to think of anything negative.
SOMEDAY WE'LL KNOW
Ninety miles outside ChicagoCan't stop drivingI don't know whySo many questionsI need an answerTwo years later you're still on my mind
Whatever happened to Emelia EarhartWho holds the stars up in the skyIs true love once in a lifetimeDid the captain of the Titanic cry
Someday we'll knowIf love can move a mountainSomeday we'll knowWhy the sky is blueSomeday we'll knowWhy I wasn't meant for you
Does anybody know the way to AtlantisOr what the wind says when she criesI'm speeding by the place that I met youFor the 97th time tonight
Someday we'll knowWhy Samson loved DelilahOne day I'll goDancing on the moonSomeday you'll knowThat I was the one for you
I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbowI watched the stars crash in the seaIf I could ask God just one questionWhy aren't you here with me
Someday we'll knowIf love can move a mountainSomeday we'll knowWhy the sky is blueSomeday we'll knowWhy I wasn't meant for you
Someday we'll knowWhy Samson loved DelilahOne day I'll goDancing on the moonSomeday you'll knowThat I was the one for you
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04.09.08
Posted in Songs at 11:35 pm by erald17
Been so long since I found someone
You came as some surprise
But I knew you were meant for me
When I looked into your eyes
So beautiful and strong
Boy where did you come from
As life passed me by
You fell from the sky
and I could hear you say
Don’t stop looking for love
It can be found
In the strangest places
Just when you’ve given up
Along comes a miracle
That turns your life around
So don’t stop, looking for love
Walking around with my head hanging
down,
I felt so all alone
And your love seemed miles away
I was a heart without a home
A woman in the rain
You took the clouds away
Now bright as the sun
Our love has begun
And I could hear you say…
Suddenly my dream had
come and rescued me
I can’t believe I finally reached the day
Now I can say…
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04.04.08
Posted in Reflection at 5:30 pm by erald17
There are a lot of things in the world that make you sad, make you fall down on your knees, make you scream at the top of your lungs, make you empty yourself from anything that is inside.
Detachment. A word that had been an object of reflection. Maybe this has been learned from Tuesdays with Morrie, an international bestseller that touched a million lives yet hated by some, for reasons I’d rather not tell.
But Tuesdays with Morrie is a non-fiction story, a true life story for that matter. One that can actually happen to anyone. It’s like one day you feel so healthy as if nothing can break you down. You rock the dance floor, greet anyone with a warm heart. But eventually, you are like a candle slowly melting into death and nothingness……
These days of my life are somewhat period of adjustment. Anyway it has been said that life is series of adjustments. There are many changes that I must learn to deal with.
Period of discovery at the same time. Knowing what I REALLY want in life and trying to balance it with the forces of nature. So that at the end of the day, I would come out of life alive or dead.
In the world outside, people have a lot of expectations on me. I have to do this, I have to do that, I should be like this, I should be like that. Hell to people who tell that to me! Those expectations hinder me from discovering what I really want. And that reality saddens me. Even my actions are controlled. Okay then to a lower degree, influenced. I say it is not easy to try not to be influenced or affected. For every person has vulnerability and tendency to be affected by people around and by the events that are taking place.
But I want it to happen to me again, that I am on my own again and the things I do are the things that I really wanted.
I will allow hope to spring this time. Maybe they are right, I am being too kind and too giving, and that is bad. There are times when I also have to consider my personal choices. Maybe, "I should learn to love myself more."
Any comments please…
P.S. This is one article that I would treasure much.
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Posted in Journal at 2:22 am by erald17
Thanks ‘bert for sending me home and spending the morning with me, for making sure that I am safe and fine. =)
At least we were able to share some laughters on the way home and before you left.
* * * Happy me! * * *
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