Topic: Women needs sisters

A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother.
As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter 'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass.
'They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.
'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women... your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. You'll need other women. Women always do.'
What a funny piece of advice the young woman thought! Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile! But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the mainstays of her life. After almost 50 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:
THIS SAYS IT ALL:
Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.

BUT.........
Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you.

A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.
When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life span will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!
The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.
Every day, we need each other still. Pass this on to all the women who help make your life meaningful.
I just did. Short and very sweet:
There are more than twenty angels in this world. Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds. Nine are playing. And one is reading my paper at this moment.
Happy days! Stephanie Clark made me understand how important the sisters we need for each other!

Topic: G8

  This Saturday I went to my junior high school deskmate’s birthday party, he grow up as a mature guy, but still keep a pure juvenile heart, he used to be my “ deadly enemy”(he always make fun of me), but we are best friends on earth now. See, nothing is impossible.

  If you race the origin of the word“G6”, you will find a big secret about six guys who established the deeply friendship by the gambling which we could call “mah-jong”. Anymore, the new word “G8” is instead of “G6” for the beauty and playboy joining. Twofer!!!

  There is nothing more important than high school friendship, I assume you’ll make yourself nostalgic when memory the great time in high school, the guys are hysterically funny and the games are big bowl of amazing, we really enjoyed an entertaining night, we spit-swear and pinky-swear to promise we must talk the talk , walk the walk , keep friendship forever.

   It is not a rendezvous, but how could it be too damn perfect? I mean, every minute is worthy of good memory and I love every member of the “G8”, I wish we could be good friends forever.

Topic: Rush

Yesterday I gathered together with my junior high school classmates, we went to KTV to sing, have dinner, and chat with each other. Nine years have already passed since we graduated from junior high school , how quickly time rushes by!!

     There is a popular song named <<Ten Years>> that shows us a picture on many changes that can happen in ten years and I don’t know how many days I have been given to spend, but I do feel my hands are getting empty. Taking stock silently I find that more than eight thousand days have already slid away from me.

     Now, you the wise, tell me, why should our days leave us, never to return? If they had been stolen by someone, who could it be? Where could he hide them? If they had made the escape themselves, then where could they stay at the moment?

     After 10 years, I don’t know where I am, maybe here or the other side of the ocean, but wherever and whatever, the days passed never return. What I can do is to cherish the surroundings I have right now.

Topic: The Art of Living

      You know , yesterday I received the comments : You are my true love so the wind that blows through your room would be the love that I send each and every day to you carried on the wind current for thousands and thousands of miles. I'm into somebody who could say that, if you really understand the art of love , probably you know when to hold fast and when to let go , and this is also the art of living.

      We remember a beauty that faded, a love that waned. But we member with far greater pain that we did not see that beauty when it flowered, that we failed to respond with love when it was tendered. Today, as I walked from the apartment, the sunlight hit me. I looked to see whether anyone else relished the sun's golden glow, but everyone was hurrying to and fro, most with eyes fixed on the ground. Then I remembered how often I ,too, had been indifferent to the grandeur of each day, too preoccupied with petty and sometimes even mean concerns to respond from that experience as commonplace as was the experience itself.
      The art of living just like what I said above, I mean, life's gifts are precious, but we are too heedless of them. I miss last July 4th, I enjoyed the independent day and had a lot fun in the United States through that's not my country at that time. Why? Because I told myself enjoy the special minutes in your life every time , when one day I look back I will always have good memory and no regret.

Topic: True love

I haven’t written daily anymore since I was 10 years old, I remembered that a famous Asian-American author said when she was a teenager,her secret crush on her classmate caused her to write daily about the obsessed feeling. Unfortunately, her private daily was recited in public by a prankish classmate then everyone laughed at her, specially the relationship between her and the guy she loved secretly became so embarrassed, she decided to write daily in English instead of being embarrassed again. That coincident decision caused her make great achievements in writing English novel today. I begin again to write daily not because of her, because the sentence “Fundamentals are the building blocks of fun” said by Mikbail Baryshnikov(荀子)，and yesterday I was crying about a Korean TV series called “My Girl”, I can’t help bursting into tears even the second time to watch it. The hero and heroine were sick of pretending to be cousin for the developing of their secret love, but the grandfather couldn’t forgive the girl cheated him, actually the original intention she pretended to be his granddaughter for saving his sickness, keep him be happy in the rest of life. The real granddaughter lost for long time if the grandson couldn’t find her in the last moment, it would make the grandfather died with regret. We call this “white lie” or “well-meaning lie”.

I was deeply moved by the true love happened between this pair of fake cousin, they waited for two years and finally got together.

So I was wondering is the true love existed or when could we feel it around us, another love story happened in Korea as well, the guy who died in accident and his girlfriend remembered he said if one day he died, he would turn into breeze and return. So the girl made a lot pinwheel in room and opened windows whenever she was stay at home, because she was always waiting for him to return. The third story occurred in Hong Kong, the couples broken up with the guy’s cheating, it was a huge mistake he never make before and he was overcome with remorse and regretted everyday, so he started to write daily called “the time without Chang Zaixin”(the girl’s name), from No1 day to No 821 day, totally 821 days, deep down loved that girl and wish her forgiveness. The daily finally was found by the girl, but No 822 day he couldn’t write it because of the traffic accident, both of them were lawyers, he was giving some attention to the case girl asked for help when he was driving, after accident happened, he used a last piece of strength to call the girl and told her that he figured out the

point of the case she could use in court maybe great helpful. The insinuating mean was “I love you and I could do everything for you until the last minute I dead”. But he didn’t say it, just finished the conversation by saying “take care”.The daily opened his heart to the girl, I assume she would forgive him.

Right next door each star, there’s a hair between them. Why we couldn’t have a shot at being couples when both of us alive? Why we are ill-equipped in the philosophies of lost love? What is the highly-anticipated love? Are there sacrifices for a goal like pure love? And I’ve endeavored to find the answer. Right now , there is a windflaw through my room, is true love coming?