adios casa vieja

After so long, it's finalized now. 

There's a saying "there's no banquet that doesn't end", referring to all good things must come to an end.

I guess this happens and applies to all of us - we came to this earth without anything on our back, and we will also leave without anything when we go.

But having to live, means to have emotion. Emotion is not only for the people we have engaged with, but the things we have used or lived with, and also the environment that we grew up in. But as we lived, we grew. As we grew, we moved, we changed. We are never going to be at the same place, or in the same state as we were when we are born. And the attachment may feel different, as we aged. Kids can't take off their eyes from the soft toys they cuddled since they were young, but as they grew, the same attachment may shift to other things. As we grow old, our sentimental value changed. Priorities in life shifted. Things just don't seem to be the same anymore.

It may be sad, when we let go of the things we are so used to, but that's how life is. We have to learn to say goodbye and just move on. Nothing is everlasting, as, even memories will fade as time flew. But this shouldn't stop us from living this life with purpose and enjoy what life showers us.

Adios mi vieja casa. Adios mis vecinos y vecinas. Thank you for the 33 years. Unbelievable that we've actually spent a third of our lifetime there, and now it's time to say goodbye. I'm lucky that I'm able to send you off, though not in a manner that I expected it to be. Still, you will be forever as a part of our fond memories, as long as any one of us is still around. Adios.

relationship

Life is fragile, human relationship is fragile, but it is all these fragile things that bond us together, give us hope, keep us going on a little longer, a little farther.

From a nucleus family, to extended family, to friends, to acquaintances, everyday we lived, an unseen web will keep on weaving on its own, and keep on growing, though sometimes too big, or sometimes unexpectedly small. 

The web path that we crossed, sometimes just once, sometimes kind of frequent, or sometimes tangled up or messy. A path that we might be familiar with, or thought to be familiar with, or a path broken yet somehow mended back.

To the life that we will only lived once, let's us all treasure what we have, regardless whether in this live we have more or less, as the most important is to live with love. 

ten minutes

Just wondering, what can we do in 10 minutes time?

Ten minutes seem to be too short for a sleep, but good enough for a forty winks.

Ten minutes seem to be too short for a meal preparation, yet enough to whip out a breakfast.

Ten minutes seem to be too short for reading a novel but just nice for a short read.

Time indeed varies, depending on what we want to do, or what we need to do.

What will you be doing, if you only have 10 minutes to spare, before your next task?