take me and lead me

im back. =)

taiwan was fine, weather was cold and e air was so smelly it's like smelling sewage pipes i cldnt stop tearing the first two days.

anyhow, e trip make me appreciate sg a lot more. e culture, e infrastructure, e way we are and at least i breathe really fresh air here so i am more than contented to be back in Singapore and yes i was exposed to e full blast of e elections.

will post up pics when i load all of them into my laptop. quite a lot of them cos my sisters and i decided since we are there as tourists we shld act like one and snap pictures everywhere we go. hahaha....

i came across this email from a friend's blog and i think it's really sweet so here goes...

'How To Dance In The Rain'

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly
gentleman in his
80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.

He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at
9:00 am. i took his vital signs and had him take a seat,knowing it would be
over an hour before someone would be able to see him.

I saw him looking at his watch, and decided, since I
was not busy with
another patient, I would evaluate his wound.

On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the
doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress
his wound.

While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had
another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.

The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the
nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.

I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had
been there for awhile and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.

As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he wasa bit late.
He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that
she had not recognized him in five years now.

I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go
every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are'?

He smiled as he patted my hand and said,
'She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is'.

I had to hold back tears as he left; I had goose bumps
on my arm, and thought,
'That is the kind of love I want in my life'.

True love is neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.

With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails,
sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message.

This one I thought I could share with you.
The happiest people don't necessarily have the best ofeverything;
they just make the best of everything they have.

I hope you share this with someone you care about.
I just did.
'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,
But how to dance in the rain.'

i hope u like it as much as i did. =)