1. Enough me time (recharging time) at home where I get to do whatever I want, which includes kicking my ass to exercise more. Love the endorphin!
2. When the thermometer shows that indoor temperature is cooler than outside temperature. Summer is on, baby! :-D
3. Reading a magazine at MIL's place with the sun on my back and the wind blowing the leaves, creating beautiful shadows on the living room floor.
4. Being reminded again as to how precious my husband is. How patient he has been with me and how he's never made me feel like an idiot nor has he ever told me that I'm stupid or an idiot.
5. The things we take for granted: the ability to walk, to eat, to sing, to hear, to drink on our own without anybody's help.
6. Older blog posts that remind me of some details that I've either completely or half forgotten.
7. Finding the old songs that have been playing in my head because someone have compiled the songs in a youtube video. I watched these wuxi series on VHS tapes when I was little (except the last one on the list). The women used to be my heroines: the kind that knew martial arts and could therefore protect themselves ha ha...And I used to try to imitate their hairdo. Ahem...:-D How nostalgic!
8. The roses have finally started blooming. YEEEEAAAAHHHH!!!!!
9. Clearing up my computer desk because husband had bought a new bookshelf, so I could move the piles of books to an empty shelf. Nice to have more space!
10. Printing some raindrop photos and putting them near my computer desk and one photo on the kitchen wall. Every time I look at them, I remember the feeling I had when I took the photos: I felt like a fairy in a fairy land, surrounded by thousands and thousands of beautiful raindrops.
Last night I had a long talk with hubby about our past...our first meeting, his proposal to me, and everything else. I just wanted to know how much he remembered about us. And I also wanted to know if how he felt our marriage life had been so far.
Turned out that he FORGOT the way he proposed to me. He didn't even remember where!!! I should have been upset, but turned out I had FUN telling him about it in details HI HI HI HI HI...especially watching the way he smiled nostalgically while listening to me. His whole face just turned tender and it was a sight to behold!!! Then he held me more tightly and kissed me. Mmmmm....
I joked to him, "Well, the good side about your forgetting stuff is that I can tell you everything all over again. PLUS I can add this and that or I can just make up a whole story." (laughing wickedly)
He said, "Yeah, right..."
LOL LOL LOL!!! Funny thing was that he did remember some other "less important" stuff, but he forgot all about the proposal he he he he...
How much do you remember about the past?
There are stuff we remember so clearly, whereas there are things we don't even remember until someone else mentioned it and the memory surfaced back. The other week my friend said something about our mutual friend that happened in the past and all of a sudden I remembered it too! I wouldn't have remembered it unless she had brought it up!!!
I'm not going to talk about repressed memory here since it belongs to a whole different topic, but I do believe that some things are better off forgotten, especially if we're not ready to face them.
I'll end this post with a quote I found while reading Vagabond last night.
So many things in this world...cannot be expressed with words. They must be experienced...Some things cannot be explained.
