Whenever I read news about the sudden death of a celebrity, memories of how my love left me will resurfaced. Today I read that the singer actor of Chang and Eng passed away over the weekend. He was only 37 and I was looking forward to catching him in the year end Christmas show.
As I write this entry from Hawaii, I delicate it to a very dear friend of mine who is currently living in a life of fears and maybe a little regrets.
My friend, Live for today and be happy. Life is too short for regrets and unhappiness. Or fearful.
I came across a wonderful and insightful poem in a book over here titled "There's a hole in my sidewalk" which goes like this:
Chapter 1
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost... I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes me forever to find a way out.
Chapter 2
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in again.
I can't believe I am in the same place.
But, It isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter 3
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in...it's a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
Chapter 4
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
Chapter 5
I walk down another street
