"Love Moments"
Yesterday, I shared a "Moment" with my grandma...something I have learnt to do - to share more 'Perfect Moments' with the people I care about, the people I love...after reading the article about Eugene O'Kelley. And I hope that I will always live with my heart wide open to 'Perfect Moments' every single day of the rest of my life...
I came home from an interview with Ogilvy & Mathers around 9 sth after buying myself some dinner from one of the coffee shops in my neighbourhood. I greeted my grandmother as I walked into the kitchen for some drink of water. She was sitting in her usual comfort zone - a cushioned rattan chair right under the bellowing fan above her. She looked at me and let out a sigh...a sigh of attention, a sigh of loneliness, a sigh of calling out for love and help, a sigh...
I walked over...and asked what's wrong and waited for the answer we were so accustomed to hear from her...that she is not happy and can't understand why; that she feels that she is sick (but she is not)...So I listened and then something stirred in my heart...words of encouragement that I needed to hear as much as she does - "You're not happy because you do not TRULY believe that all things are beautiful, perfect, good - whether the good or the bad situations in life. They are all good...because they were all part of God's plan in our life. Each difficult, hurting, disappointing situation is as perfect and good as the joyous, surprising, exciting, happy moments in our life. They are all necessary and they are all blessedly good in God's hands." My grandma, for the first time, reacted not in her usual self derogatory and self pity manner. She "responded".
When all was said and done, I said, "Let's Pray."
She said she didn't know how to.
So I said, "After everything that I have shared, pray anything that is in your heart...ask for God to take hold of the unhappy memories and place them in Jesus' hands. Thank God for every good and bad thing in your life..."
And she started to pray and I started to tear...
My grandma started by thanking God that I had finally "come home". That after so many years of being away, I was finally home and she is so happy that she is able to just see more of me. (The tears kept flowing as I took in the 'moment' of love from my grandma and I knew that I loved her back with all my heart...We won't be where we are without her.) And she prayed for me to find a 'life partner'...I think she prays even more earnestly than I do. She prayed for a man who would love me and take care of me. (And my tears kept flowing...)
For the umpteenth time this last month, I was glad to be home...I was glad to be back in the embrace of my family and to just appreciate the mundane-day-to-day life we were sharing...just having breakfast together, sharing a laugh, sharing moments that would be edged in our memories forever...
This is what I call a "Love Moment"...
I am overcome with a deep sense of love..."Whatever we treasure, there our heart will be also." And for now, at this point of my life, my heart if right here - at home.
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hey Oli..
good to know that ur back..
O&M? do u know Zed is there now? Wat i find funny is that though our class was a small one, i think ur the 4th one there now..make that 5..Chin Chu, Mabel, Me , Zed & now you..
have a blast n we should do coffee someday soon k?
TC
Yas
Posted by: Eyasmin | June 9, 2006 05:04 AM