Thursday, July 30, 2009

我怀念的

很想念她。

姑婆。

听起来,应该是远亲,对吧?
不是。姑婆和外婆住在一起,看着我们长大, 是我们的一份子。

儿时的百家被,
和表姐表哥一起狼吞虎咽吃的鸡脚;
现在还在怀念的客家咸茶, 肉饼,春卷, 粽子,现在可真的吃不到了。

早知道我那天就进去ICU看看她,因为那是最后一面。早知道。早。知。道。

有首歌:“我从新加波流泪到新山”哈哈。。。我真的是这样。
从新加波赶回去的那条旅程,我的眼睛没有干过。 我没有理会别人的眼光,我就一直哭,一直哭。。哭到我的隐形眼镜在投诉了,我还在哭。
因为我知道,回到去,我就该坚强。我就该撑起大家。这是我的责任。

那两天,我一直就在姑婆旁为他烧金银纸,因为那是离她最近的地方。这是一种陪伴,一种守护。幸好有表哥,小舅在旁陪伴,不然我想我会一直想哭。

一直都很坚强。因为我没有遗憾和后悔。我一有时间就会培姑婆聊天,听她炫耀自己的花草,还有小小鱼。虽然我知道她年时高,却没有留意到是高到可以让她离我们而去。这是我的疏忽。

崩溃。
那一刻,大家都崩溃。
我第一次看见妈妈哭,看着她抖动的背影,我的心都碎了。
看着舅舅哭得喘不过气, 我告诉自己,眼泪要往肚子里面吞。

已走的,我们做不了什么。
还在的,我会用尽全力去保护照顾。

姑婆没有白走。
这是我告诉姐姐的。
姑婆的走,提醒了我们,不要一直以为还有明天。
有些事,要做的及时。

那天,知道姑婆早就把所有的香烟托人卖掉了。
原来,她想戒烟。
原来,她还想再活下去。。。

那天,送她的人, 很多。
感恩。

我陪舅舅坐在棺材车里,护送姑婆到火化厂。
45分钟的路程, 我们只重复说了一句话:“姑婆,过桥了。”

一手摸着姑婆的棺木,心里不停地和她对话。
一手扶着舅舅的肩膀,给他最大的支持。
这段路,我们要坚定的带她走。


Sunday, July 12, 2009

Yoga & Me

Today is a fruitful day!

I attended my yoga class early in the morning. I have stopped from praticing yoga for ages.

I like yoga.
Yoga brings me to a peaceful mind.

I find achivement and satisfaction in Yoga.

I feel happy when I able to do the challenging posture.

My friends admire on me because I can simply bend and stretch my body here and there for a certain yoga posture. I am proud on myself because I can make it perfectly.


Why?
haha....
You may think I was born with softer ligaments so i can ov
er strecth/bend my body.
But I think we are equal in everthing.

I believe pratice makes perfect!

I believe in Yoga; I believe I can pose the posture, so I try and try and try, no rush but patiently adjust my body from day to day. Some yoga postures may looked insane. Like this:
When you see people having this yoga posture, you may sound" Wow!!!" or " Urgh! is he/she human? where's his/her bones?" or " it's torturing!" For me, it's in another case. Yoga requires patience.

Everyone can make this..... :
As long as you understand your body well.
I have been using some time to know every part of my body.
Every single movement in yoga will make you understand more about your body.
Listen to your body, you will know more.

You will find the strength and weakness on your body.


Today, I found my right leg is weaker than my left leg.

Everytime I travel by bus, I can feel pain on my right knee.

Well, I have to take care of it and something is wrong on it. :p


Some life lessons I get from yoga:


* The secret of life has become clearer; things become simple when you know yourself more.
* There are so many unfair treatment in life. So what? This is life and we are human. Let's try to accept those imperfections so we can find another way to make things perfect!


I remember my athlete senior strongly suggested me to quit from yoga because he thinks yoga is a kind of " lazy sport "

haha.....
What do you think?