Saturday, December 29, 2012

What is true love?

It's the one that lasts.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Find someone...

...who will not like/love you because you're beautiful or attractive..
...who respects you and respects women..
...who doesn't talk bad about you to his friends..
...who is not easily drawn by a pretty face and a sexy body..
...who listens to you..
...who knows you very well..
...whom you know very well..
...who is proud and contented to have you..
...who doesn't make promises he can't keep..
...who keeps his promises..
...who is trustworthy..
...who sincerely loves you with all his heart..
...who is faithful to you even when you're apart..
...who will never lie to you..
...who will never influence you to do bad things..
...who will protect you against all odds..
...who will stand by you no matter what..
...who is honest with you..

Thursday, December 6, 2012

I Remember It This Way

I've been working in the ICU exactly a month and a day today and in that course of time, we've had two cardiac arrested patients.

This one today, however, was a very special one. Every time I recall it in my head, I just relive the moment and feel the exact same way I felt at that time.

My patient is suffering from chronic kidney disease and she is also a diabetic. She is basically bedridden and unable to move by herself, and talk even, but during her first few days she would usually respond with a nod or by slightly moving her head sideways. Her husband comes to see her everyday, wash her, clean her up, do passive rom exercises, and talk to her. Everyday without fail. They don't have a child, and the husband has actually decided to put up their house for sale in order to pay for the treatment and needs of his wife. He stays in the hospital all the time, and checks on her every once in a while, sometimes even before the visiting hours start. Although we would tell him to wait until the specified time, of course.

Just by looking at his devotion to her, you could see how much he cares about her. She is his life.

Today, when the bad news was delivered I witnessed that heartbreaking moment. And everything was in slow motion as I watched the husband run through the door towards the bed of his wife. Finally, he moved his head close to her head and broke down in silent tears. I watched his heart broken into tiny little pieces, and he stayed there for a while. I don't know how long exactly, but time stood still. And I was crushed. I was crushed for him, the one who survived. For what will become of him? The love of his life - his life - is now gone.

I've seen too many scenes like this in the movies, but none quite as touching. This is reality. This is true love. This is loss.

Life is strange, indeed, but I believe.....God is in control.

Le Secret

Will play this again...."kanami!!!!" That's "amazing" where I'm from. ^^,


Beautiful....every single time I hear it....

Monday, December 3, 2012

By The Gentle Waters


Often when there's so much we wanted to say,
is the time we're unable to say anything.
And we end up writing down words that seem to only convey half of what we wish,
though in reality the meanings run deeper than the words spoken out.

I wonder how many people can read the emotions of the writer,
exactly the way it was felt.
Or perhaps that is impossible.
Empathy is never really 100% for most of the time.
And they are written down to convey something,
yet somehow the effort is futile..
For we always see things as we are, not as they as with words.

And the beauty of the prose lies in its mystery.
For when people think they have grasped it,
is when they actually don't.

Or maybe they do.

As far as I'm concerned,
My thoughts are in pen..yet somehow, it is incomplete..
For my thoughts run deeper than the things I could ever say..
And everything remains a mystery..

Oh well..

At least I write.


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