Wednesday, January 05, 2005

In my Life, I love You more


2004boxingday
Originally uploaded by neonangel.
met orangeclouds last night to watch Jude Law strut his stuff in Alfie, the remake of Michael Caine's 1966 movie. Jude Law is a born lady-killer. I don't think anyone could have played that originally misogynistic role as charmingly as he did.

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anyhow, post Arctic conditions at GV Plaza, The O.C. and me end up in Ajisen, nursing dumpling soup and hot green tea. We talked about her impending overseas posting, the potential transience of friendships, losing old friends, gaining new ones, what we think of year ahead for us etc.

I am a sentimental fool at heart. I am a natural at MGSR esque thoughts and everything I see, I see through the tinted lenses of my old-fashioned ideals. So it's no surprise that I found myself sepia-ing The Notorious T.F.G's lovely photo of us on Boxing Day. One of my favourite Beetles tracks, In My Life, kept running through my mind. The lyrics are not totally in line with my thoughts but the sentiment is.

There are places I remember all my life,
Though some have changed,
Some forever, not for better,
Some have gone and some remain.

All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall.
Some are dead and some are living.
In my life I've loved them all.

But of all these friends and lovers,
There is no one compares with you,
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new.

Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before,
I know I'll often stop and think about them,
In my life I'll love you more.



I guess when I look at the shot I see 18 lives at different stages. I see 18 different dreams, hopes, loves and fears in development.

Some of these 18 lives have barely crossed, some have become wonderfully entangled, some are leaving, some are going, and some are bringing in new life.

There is a wonderful metaphor about how our lives are like single threads in a gigantic tapestry woven by God. We don't understand why some cross neatly and some never cross and some cross in a horrible, messy knot. The backs of tapestries are always a mass of confusion.

But somehow, it is nice to know that in the End of Days, when God turns over that tapestry, we are finally going to see the intricate picture that he has been building up through the threading of our individual lives.

here's to hoping 2005 will find all of us growing in God and really being there for each other in the littlest and deepest ways. We only have one shot at this brief life on Earth. Let's spend it in joyful celebration and watchful care over each other.

We can and do make a difference in other people's lives. Though that is a cliche sentiment, I still think it is one of the sweetest and truest ones.

1 comment:

orangeclouds said...

Ahhhhh. Sigh.

For once I'm inarticulate :) Cos I think you've said it all.

Here's another MGSR song for ya:

The wood is tired
And the wood is old
And we'll make it fine
If the weather holds
But if the weather holds
Then we'll have missed the point
And that's where I need to go.
("The Wood Song", Indigo Girls)