.... can finally interlock with mine!! 😍
I'm not sorry he had to watch me squeal so much over such a small amazement.
On a separate note, I dislocated a doctor's attachable arm today and couldn't fix it back.
When did building blocks as tiny as Lego became so difficult?
Belly laughter ensued from the shock and exhaustion of doing that.
Which was good.
It's definitely been awhile since I laughed that hard.
Fingers are definitely not dexterous enough for tiny parts in tight spaces; really salute parents that go to all that trouble.
But honestly that level of difficulty is not for short attention span if a toddler were to do it.
So there has to be some form of syiok sendiri attached to buying them.
Because I sure found pride in getting the OT light done, the IV drip done, the medical instrument trolley done and that frustrating tube connected to the medical assistant's arm ALL DONE!
Saturday, November 28, 2020
Monday, November 9, 2020
Feels.
Today I helped play for a wedding.
I spent hours before that wondering if I should or should not.
And I'm glad I did.
I still have that joy about seeing a couple get married.
The joy of seeing the veil up and watching that first kiss as husband and wife take place.
In spite of how many things that I no longer feel strongly about, this one thing made my heart go 'Ahhhhhh so happy for them! ' in a big small voice.
I may have just been someone coming in to help in an emergency lack of pianist.
It took me 7 hours to decide this fell under 'the church needs you' insensitive category.
But they made me remember this feeling again, and that itself is so priceless.
This year have been a year of many different feelings.
Rather than a glow that burns the whole heart, this one had slowly built up from a small corner of it.
Recognising the unfamiliar feelings and matching them to what I recall how it should feel have been a tough struggle.
Rather, I have found that embracing and relearning how I feel about things is the right thing to do.
There is no deadline.
And maybe I don't need to always know how I feel about things.
Maybe those things can fall under the insensitive category; stop worrying and do it in a 'die to self' effort.
I spent hours before that wondering if I should or should not.
And I'm glad I did.
I still have that joy about seeing a couple get married.
The joy of seeing the veil up and watching that first kiss as husband and wife take place.
In spite of how many things that I no longer feel strongly about, this one thing made my heart go 'Ahhhhhh so happy for them! ' in a big small voice.
I may have just been someone coming in to help in an emergency lack of pianist.
It took me 7 hours to decide this fell under 'the church needs you' insensitive category.
But they made me remember this feeling again, and that itself is so priceless.
This year have been a year of many different feelings.
Rather than a glow that burns the whole heart, this one had slowly built up from a small corner of it.
Recognising the unfamiliar feelings and matching them to what I recall how it should feel have been a tough struggle.
Rather, I have found that embracing and relearning how I feel about things is the right thing to do.
There is no deadline.
And maybe I don't need to always know how I feel about things.
Maybe those things can fall under the insensitive category; stop worrying and do it in a 'die to self' effort.
Basket into->
1000 things
,
inner voice
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