11 Years With You My Darling

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If I was married to a writer, I would be showered with letters of love and poetry. I would be made as an inspiration to one of his characters in his novels; he would write songs for me, songs about me. He would write a book and dedicated it to me.

But I am not married to a writer. He is.

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My darling husband, my lover, my best friend.
After all these years, being with you feels like waking up to a brand new day,
as if all of our days were just yesterday.
Your love for me is what keeps me through my bad days,
puts a smile on my lips, brings laughter and joy in my heart.

I am at my best for your love for me is profound.


Happy 11 years to us and a lifetime more.
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-Toronto, Summer 2003-




-Montreal, Summer 2005-




-Toronto, Fall 2009-



-Yellowknife, Summer 2010-

Faith, Courage and Enthusiasm

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"I will win. Why? Because I have faith, courage and enthusiasm!"
- from the movie The Company Men-


About dreaming big

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"Decide that you want it more than you are afraid of it."

-Bill Cosby



Note to self: Positive thinking.

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You are what you think, all the time. Keep thinking positively, even in the midst of doing your household chores.
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Note on change

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You need not break; what you need is to bend.
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The day Prince William shook my hand.

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When my mother learned that the Prince and the Duchess of Cambridge are going to visit Yellowknife as part of the Canadian tour, she said to me that it is a must that I see the Royals. My mother is a fan of the Royals. She loves the Queen Mom, her Royal Highness Queen Elizabeth and the late Princess Diana. Just like many others, she stayed up late to watch the Royal Wedding of Princess Diana and Prince Charles, and she was heartbroken and was bawling when the news of Princess Diana's death was announced. So I know how much it would mean for my mother that I see the Royal Highnesses Prince William and Duchess Catherine. She told me so anyway.

I do not know why am I not a Royal fan as my mother. I truly do not know. Upon hearing that the Royals were coming to Yellowknife, I did not feel as enthused as I should be. But then the day of their arrival came, and it was a rainy day. The more I got discouraged of going. However, on the day that they will grace Yellowknife with their presence at Somba K'e Civic Plaza, the sun came out and gave us a perfect weather for the Royal event. And I did not have any more excuse. So I went.


City Hall path to the Legislative building


View in front of me. That's Great Slave Lake


This is little Emma and err.... (I forgot her name.) I took a photo of them because I overheard her talking that she forgot her camera. So I said to her if she like I could take a photo and send this to her by email. She said yes. I am standing right beside them.

This is me waiting for the Prince and the Duchess.




I was standing under this post getting a bit bored of the long wait and tired.


Anxious and tired people but the enthusiasm was there and infectious

They are coming! I could not see. Pointing and shooting at this moment with my right arm extended.

And there he is


Sorry guys, he was talking on this shot saying," Oh I wish we can stay longer but we can't."

And at this point I quickly took my camera off because he came to me and said, "Oh hello," right on my face, took my hand, and I said, "Welcome to Yellowknife.
" He said, "Thank you", and then off to the next person beside me... actually to two people.


Candace and her baby girl.
He says, "Oh this is a sweet one right here." He shook the baby girl's hand. This photo reminds me of his mom Lady Diana.

And then swoosh! smoothly but swiftly he was already there talking to the lady with a pretty hat who dressed up for the occasion.


The Prince is almost out of sight but I caught him one last time.


There she is.

Nice smile and nice outfit!

pointing and shooting. At this moment, this security just told her not to go any further. He showed Kate the wires and the barricade stand that is obscuring her way which could cause her to trip.






There, my neighbor was the last one she shook hands with as the security beside her took her out of the way. She looked at me and the people at the back and to the people to the other side of the barricade and said, "I'm sorry I've got to go." Remember that Prince William went all over, she did not because she could not.



And there she was.. They are told what to do, so in a way, they are restricted.



One last shot. People talking about what just happened, sharing photos. I went by myself so I just decided to go home, still surprised as I did not expect to get that close to a real life Prince.

I was not giddy or anything but I felt it was an extraordinary experience. It was unlikely and yet possible at the same time. One lady came to me and said, so did you get close? I said yes. She said, "Aww lucky." And the woman went and stood at my spot hoping to get a glimpse of the Royals.

Earlier on the day of the event, I was getting bored and anxious and I said to Candice, the woman with a baby, " I hope this is going to be a life changing experience for me." She said, "Of course it is. Wait you mean after this?"

"Yes, after this."

And I guess she was right. I could not help but to think of the opportunities I had in terms of meeting people since I came to Yellowknife. I met a lot of fascinating people: poets, storytellers, writers, famous and award winning authors. Who knew I would meet a real life Prince in my lifetime? I didn't. But this experience taught me this: Surprises do happen if you just let it and they do happen in the most unexpected places and circumstances. The key is to appreciate the moment and let it teach you its lesson. In his speech, Prince William said, "This place is what Canada is all about - vast, open beauty, tough, resilient, friendly peoples, true nature, true humanity," the prince said with Kate seated beside him. "We've already sensed the extraordinary potential of this region and the irrepressible spirit of adventure that marks the people of the territories and defines the land. We are so excited to be here."

You know, the universe talks to us in mysterious ways... and I am thinking, that maybe.. just maybe, the universe talked to me through Prince William that day.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

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Death is one of the many mysteries that comes to my mind. Oftentimes, when I think of life, I think of death as well. I sometimes think of the day that I die and wonder what would I be doing, where would I be, who would be with me, and what would I be feeling?

I think that I am too sensitive for anything about life that even death affects me. I sometimes say to myself that I am too silly to feel this way, that I should not be too receptive of such things --- of anything about life, about why am I here, about why such things (good and terrible) happen. But at the same time I think that I am made this way for a reason. And plus, is it not because of death that makes living a journey to be experienced, to be valued and to be celebrated? Death gives essence to life because it is through death that we know that everything we experience in our human existence will come to an end.
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Do not stand at my grave and weep is a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye.

A mother, a peacemaker....

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It takes great strength of mind and character to be a good mother. And to be a good mother it is helpful to have great faith so that we, the mothers of all the children, may handle our daily lives with grace and love. The best gift of motherhood to me is the gift of knowledge and the opportunity that I can spread love and peace through my children.


Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury,pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.


O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen

Edgar Allan Poe's Annabel Lee

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This is a romantic and yet tragic love story. I really like this poem of Edgar Allan Poe.


It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me -
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud one night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we -
Of many far wiser than we -
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling -my darling -my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea -
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

–Edgar Allan Poe: Annabel Lee