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Who says writing is easy.  It’s painful.

It’s painful conjuring up emotions, beliefs, inspirations.  It’s painful finding the right words, rhythm, style.  It’s painful cutting out words.  It’s painful letting go of a piece.  It’s painful waiting to find out whether people like it or not.  Oh, it’s all so, so painful.

But you know what’s much, much more painful?

Not writing.

If she is lucky, she will catch a glimpse of his eyes.  His beautiful, beautiful eyes.  Maybe he will look towards her and smile.  With his beautiful, beautiful smile.  Perhaps if she moves closer, her hands would brush against his hands.  His beautiful, beautiful hands.

And for ten years.  Everyday, her heart sinks when his beautiful eyes meet hers.  Everyday, her blood warms when his beautiful smile falls upon her.  Everyday, her toes tingle when his beautiful hands touch hers.  Every single day, she falls in love with her beautiful, beautiful man all over again, and again, and again.

What an honor to be nominated by the admirable gladius poeticus poet.  Thank you Kenneth.

And how exciting it is to receive a second blog award

So here are the rules for the Versatile Blogger Awards:

– Nominate up to 15 fellow bloggers

– Inform the bloggers of their nomination.

– Share 7 random things about yourself.

– Thank the blogger who nominated you.

– Add the Versatile Blogger Award picture on your blog post.

Here are a few blogs I recently came across and would like to nominate:

Jason Writes – the teacher that middle schoolers will forever remember

Motherhood is an Art – the mother with the funniest stories of her kids

Pangaweka – the artist with the beautiful pictures and beautiful words

And here are seven random things about me:

1.  My childhood is filled with memories of travels to countries around the world.  Visiting different lands, hearing different languages, eating different foods, learning of different religions, experiencing different cultures – all made me the person I am now. Read this piece I wrote about how I feel about a country.

2. When dreaming of motherhood, I always imagined having all pretty little girls.  I end up having two very messy boys.  Here’s one inspired by my boy’s dream to sail.  And this about their red toy car.  And this one of their little hands in mine.

3, I fell in love with poetry at first sight.  I was 7 years old when I first read a poem.  It was about a robin.  Memorised it and kept reciting to myself all day.

4. I wrote my first poem when I was 10 as a class assignment.  Mine was the only poem that the teacher chose to read out loud to the class.  Sadly, I lost the poem, but I remember the first line which also repeats as the last ‘I drew a house with a grey sky moving’

5. I’m a Virgo.  I feel very connected to my sign.  Here’s what I wrote on my birthday.

6.  I believe happiness is the most important thing one should seek in life.  I really, really do believe in this.

7. Seven is my favorite number!

‘I held your then little hand and tried to lead, but I kept losing the way.’

‘It’s ok, Mama.  You really were too young to know.’

‘And you know, I really thought I was doing what was best.’

‘I know, Mama.  And you were doing your best.’

‘But you came out fine.’

‘Fine like you, Mama.’

just a little dream to dream.

like the little boy does, with his little toy boat, in the little bathroom sink, making little water splashes, among little rubber fishes, under the soft ceiling light.

just a little dream to dream.

we can sail weekend boats, and cruise blue waters, trail white sea foam, pass silver fishes swimming, and soak the golden sun above.

with just a little dream to dream.

Each day, new grains of time are poured into your hands.  It is your choice whether you carefully bottle them in a sand clock or carelessly leave them in the palms of your hands and have many slip through your fingers while the rest get stolen by the breeze.