The good lord will take you away

A touching moment. ________________________________________________________________

Ok, who is having monday blues apart from me?!

WOW, i see the entire Spore raising their hands.

I know i've been a boring blogger recently, but hey, who says i'm here to entertain you? Haha. Recently i learnt something pretty important and useful from my dearie.

"If you take things alot lighter, you'll be alot happier," he said.

I found truth in that sentence, but sometimes, it's just hard to do. So whenever anything or anyone now falls short of my expectations, i just remember that phrase. But when i take things lighter, i find these ppl losing their prized priority in my life too. You gain some and you lose some?

Anyway, it's been awhile since i read another book which made me cry! I was on my way to church on 854, when i was reading the book. And goodness, 2 drops of big fat tears came rolling down my cheeks. It was highly embarrassing.

So its a story about this crazy, hyper-active labrador, who surprisingly shared the family's grief when the couple had a miscarriage. It was the scene when they just came back from the hospital after told of the news. The wife was stoned and silent throughout the ride and when they got home....

When i turned the corner, i stopped short. I would have bet a week's pay that what i was looking at couldn't possibly happen. Our rambunctious, wired dig stood with his shoulders between jenny's knees, his big, blocky head resting quietly in her lap. His tail hung flat between his legs, the first time i could remember it not wagging whenever he was touching one of us. HIs eyes were turned up at her, and he whimpered softly. She stroked his head a few times and then, with no warning, buried her face in the thick fur of his neck and began sobbing. Hard, unrestrained, from the gut-sobbing.

They stayed like that for a long time, Marley statue-still, jenny clutching him to her like an oversized doll. I stood off to the side feeling like a voyeur intruding on this private moment, not quite knowing what to do with myself. And then, without lifting her face, she raised her arm up toward me, and i joined her on the couch and wrapped my arms around her. There the three of us stayed, locked in our embrace of shared grief. - Marley & Me, John Grogan.

I swear this is one of those honest, down to earth, sincere, feel good book which i'll read again. Haven been able to put it down this weekend!

Alrighty, its gilmore time!

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