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Run

Amazing day for New England winter. I want to close 2010 with good run. I was glad I only wore comfortably two layers of long sleeve running shirts. The snow was melting on some parts of the sidewalks, but I ran on the beach until I got to Castle Island. I ran two loops of sugar bowl and finished the fifth mile back to Carson Beach.

Since I ran in 10K race in October, I made a decision to enter one 10K race/month next year. It will be a challenge to improve my PR, but it will be wonderful to take my running to a higher level. God Willing.

Baby, It's Blizzard Out There

 
Today is trash pick-up day. The giant orange monster will be here around 10 a.m to gobble up the old mattress, pillows, broken  lamps, broken bed frames, baby carriages, armoire, clothes, pot with burnt food still smoking in it,  and all other umimaginable things people in my hood dump at the dumpster site.

 
Despite a howling and powerful wind that almost toppled me over on the sidewalk, the beauty and the morning stillness moved me. Two opposite sides: wicked cold and wicked beautiful.

 

 

 

Aging

It is amazing what aging has done to me. Forget about the physical part, because there is now way it ain't happening. What I'm talking about is, aging has shifted, flipped, turned, folded and overturned my perspective of a few things in my life. I must say, I'm a better person today than I was before. I've developed a greater compassion, empathy and understanding. But then, I have to, because I work in social service. Otherwise my work will be no meaning to me. It will be just like dust in the wind.

 I've been wearing denims and pants all my life. My father's old army green khaki pants fit me well when I was in high school. Mak would fix the helms and I would be wearing them all year around.

I didn't care much for skirts or dresses. I found them uncomfortable and limited my movement. But when I hit 40, I noticed I stood longer than necessary when I passed the women's dress section at department store. The I learned that wearing skirts and dresses can be comfortable if they are simple and the right size.

A couple of years ago I bought my first belt.  I have six pinks sweaters now in my closet. I hate pink when I was younger.

A few days ago, I stopped at Marshall's to get  a couple more of Christmas present. I walked passed the shoes aisles and my eyes caught this lovely shoes. I found myself ohhhheddd and aaahhhhed over this glittering high heel shoes. Twenty years ago I didn't even bother to stop and look at it. I'd probably snorted and walked away.

What surprised me was, I even considered to get a pair if they had under 2 inches heels. Isn't getting old is a blast?

 

A Visit

I was reading in my bed last night before I fell asleep. Sometimes after midnight I was  awaken by her presence.  I was lying on my right side in the middle of the bed. My head was slightly toward the left corner of the bed and my feet angled toward the right corner. I knew it was her by the bunga tanjung scent, her favorite flower, perfumed my bedroom. I didn't hear her footsteps, but I could feel she was approaching the bed. I couldn't see her because my back toward her. Then she gently slid her right arm under my right shoulder, slowly caressed my neck.

I wanted so much to move, to give room for her so she could slid in next to me, but I couldn't move. I wanted to turn around to look at her face, to tell her I miss her. I tried again to turn around, but I couldn't move at all. I opened my mouth and worded the word, Mak, but the word didn't come out.

I inhaled as deep as I could her scent, and with all the strengths I mouthed the word again and turned around, "Mak," but she was gone carried away the bunga tanjung scent with her.  I touched my neck the part where she held me for a longest time.

Mak, I miss you.