Living out Faith

Well, we've been waiting for more than a year. For some, waiting for more than a year. For some, the wait for more than a year is no biggie. But the reality for me is that, it is way too long for me. Some time last February, we were approved to be in the pool of parents to be matched with a baby. I admit somewhere in May, we were matched with a baby, however, we did have to turn down the baby due to reasons that I'd rather not discuss. It did break my heart real bad. But it was with much prayer that I survived it. And the wait continues. There are days that I wonder and ponder if it's time to throw in the towel. And there are days that I'm fine with it and yes, it'll be fine. Thursdays are always hard for me. Then there are days that I question myself. Maybe God knows and understands that we are not ready to be parents. Or He knows that we'll make bad parents and therefore we're not being matched. But then again, I know that God has planned that will for us....

Before I went back to Singapore, I was watching some random comedy on telly. The character in the comedy would go to the restaurant where he brought his wife to for their first date on his birthday every year. After watching it, I was quite inspired to get Babe to go to the restaurant where he brought me to for our first date. Looking back, we had out first date probably more than 18 years ago. In Singapore's standards, it's almost a miracle that the restaurant is still there. Well, we didn't make it there as there were other places that I really wanted to have my meals at. And yes, for those who are curious, our first date was at Jack's Place at West Coast Recreation Centre. Yes, some obscure place. When I think back on our first date, I still get the warm and fuzzy feeling. I'm really grateful that after all these years, we're growing more in love with each other. A few weeks ago, I read in some reports that divorce rates went up last year because of the finan...

Just got back from Spore for Chinese New Year. I had a really good time being back with family. Well, this time, I didn't have much time to see any friends. Managed only to catch up Angie and Sharon. It was also good seeing Gabriel, Sharon's son. It was nice to see little Gabriel grow so well and quickly. When I first met him, he was only slightly more than a month old. Now, he's running and squealing with joy. The highlights of the trip was spending time with Babe and JC. It was nice seeing Babe again and just hanging out with him. Even waking up in the morning and sitting in the car with him did not seem like a chore. It was good just sitting with him and enjoying his presence. Babe has been travelling quite a fair bit and it's always nice to enjoy his company. Well, it won't be too long to me seeing him again. The other highlight is seeing JC. One of my greatest fear with JC was that she might not recognize and know me. I would hate it if my niece didn't know...

I was talking to Eve yesterday and she asked me about Babe and how did I know that he was the one. I told her that I knew that he was the one that I know i want to grow old with. He's the one that when I wake up, I smile and tell myself, that this is the man that I love! I told her that Babe is the one because I can imagine him being the father of my children and that when I'm old and wrinkly, I know that no matter what he'll still love me. And if I need a kidney or some liver, he'll glad give it to me. I probably can never describe his love and that's why I know that he's the one! This morning when I went to church, the pastor mentioned Heidi Barker, a missionary who started with 80 orphans and the number swelled to probably more than 10,000 now. When the pastor asked how she does it, she says that she just think of the one more. The one more that she can help. The pastor went on giving the analogy of The Starfish. The boy was on the beach that was full of star...

So today I sat in the salon for more than five hours. Come to think of it, it's not that long, I've sat longer than five hours. Think the longest I've been in the salon was probably eight hours? And seriously, that's why I try not to go to the salon as often as I like. It's almost rare that I get my hair done in two hours. I probably go like every quarter and that's good. Anymore often, I'll probably be broke! The visit to the hair salon almost always start with me wanting a cut and then, throw in colour and then throw in a treatment and viola, that's like a minimum of four hours sitting. And once I find myself seated in the seat, I wonder to myself, oh why, oh why? Guess, it's in the name of vanity. Haha, everyone that knows me, knows that vanity is a part of me. Today while sitting in the chair in the salon, my chemical technician was rolling my hair in curls, I remarked to him about me having truckloads of hair. And he said that he didn't noti...