From Mitch Albom To Jodi Picoult

Had just digested my 3rd Mitch Albom's, really enjoyed reading his works. He is such a charmer, his simplistic yet explicable writings that won me over. No BIG words or whatsoever, which enables me to get over and done with in 2 days flat. Whenever I laid my hands on his work, I vowed to complete it almost as instantaneous as I started it. Composing as the 1st person added a personal touch to it. Simply marvellous and beautifully written. It touches on humanity, feelings, emotions...

By far, my favourite will the "For One More Day", perhaps because I was able to relate to it, in some way, or rather I hoped that I'll be able to experience what he did...except for the suicide part. Go on, I'll urge you earnestly, to read this book.

Jodi Picoult, another favourite of mine. Into my 4th book by Jodi, her works are always so intriguing and controversial. Her books had got alot to do with humanity, my recent read was "Vanishing Acts". A dad kidnapped her own daughter to keep her safe from a drunkard mother....and the story goes on from there...how the dad faced trials, where long-kept secrets are overturned, long forgotten memories are evoked and what-not.

Now I am exploring a new novelist, at least new to me, Audrey Niffenegger. The gist of the story...about an extraordinary love between two lives, who struggled to lead normal lives because one of them had a rare condition whereby the genetic clock periodically resets...

Oh I can't wait to start...

Sad

Had my 2nd bible study today and the topic was on Baptism of the Holy Spirit. Ain't going to talk about lesson but rather the event that took place right after...

Met up with my sis for lunch...and we were chatting when she told me about a dream she had recently about dad. It was disturbing as it was upsetting. I couldn't comprehend nor could I imagined such a horrible thing to take place. I couldn't come to terms with it. Pondered on it for the whole day, my heart ached the very minute my mind re-enact the whole scence (of the dream).

It was so scary and unbelieveable that it was by no means an easy task to pen it down in words. None could answer my thousand questions, except HIM. I kept wondering why the outcome had to be like this, why? Only GOD can answer for only GOD knows.

I prayed to the Lord that HE will help me to understand and to accept what I had read or known from the dream. HE is a merciful GOD, with love and compassion for HIS children, HIS people. That HE will grant me the peace right now, I dearly longed for. My mind is now in a total confusion and turmoil. In panic, anxiety and uncertainties. HE is the refuge that I will seek, my shelter in times of trouble. HIS bosom whom I embraced, like a child feel safe in his mother's. Let me rest and leave it to GOD. Amen.

My Evenings With HANA KIMI

A lazy Saturday, it's been quite a while, since I had such a slow moving and relaxing afternoon. With nice soothing music playing in the background, and an aroma cup of coffee to accompany me through the day. These couple of months had been crazy. Time passes at the speed of light...yes, at such rapid acceleration I can hardly take a breather. That I hadn't had a decent glimpse of what's going on around me. So, I am particularly grateful for this little time alone, to indulge in my one my favourite pastime, that is, penning my thoughts in my little snowglobe, protected against the harsh reality of life.

Recently a friend of mine, who is a TV addict cum a showbiz fanatic, lent me a set of DVDs A taiwanese serial, adapted from a japanese comic, HANAZAKARINO KIMITACHIHE, in short,HANA KIMI.Had the most enjoyable time, indeed a uproarious show. I could almost watched it again and again and again...

Simple things in life make a whole lot of differences at times. Thank you my friend, for sharing this. You made a difference in my life, thank you for your little encouraging smses. You are an angel, at least to me. Arigato!

V.O.I.D

Life is so fragile and unexpected...there is a void in my life, an emptiness that no one can understand nor fill in the gap.
He may not be physically around, but he lives in the my heart forever.
Constantly missed and remembered by me.

60 days full of void, such irony...and still counting.