Highly spirited

Things continue to grow at a whirlwind pace. I have even helped Ruth in her gardening job at some nearby estates. She's is a pleasant lady who does not have airs and her temperament suits mine near perfect. With her around, I feel I am gradually picking up the confidence that has fizzled down the drains in the past years. The nightmare of all elderlies is being lonely in their advancing years and now I have purged that nightmare off my mind. I wish to treasure this relationship for the remaining years of my life. I have confidence Ruth feels the same as me too. I can't really say enough of thanks to Marie Callas for helping!

Happiness in the air

There is happiness in the air because my relationship with Ruth has improved a lot over the last couple of days even to the extend of feeling rather shocked myself. Maybe I had been used to the loneliness that's why and never had I felt so invigorated. It is as if something above had sent me from a place that is full of loneliness to a place where there's more more loneliness. For this I got to thank Marie Callas as she's the one who tells me not to give up anymore but have faith in her ability to help through through the testing periods. I nearly forgotten that I still need to maintain this blog and gosh, it's a pleasure to blog about this.

Do you mind....

Easter is near and I'm inviting Ruth to go to the church for a spiritual and repenting session as an act of faith. This is my yearly must do since I married my ex-wife. I still follow this practice ever since we divorced and I usually have a nice chat with her at the church. We are friends but we seldom meet as she's busy with her own family too.

Ruth is a divorcee too but she is working as a gardener for some wealthy families to man their gardens and it's a laborious job I gather. But she's cheerful type and regards that as her daily exercise, don't you think it's a positive way of looking at a job?

I'm seeing her at the park later and wish me luck too as this is the first time I going to invite her to somewhere else.

Dear Marie Callas, I'm happy!

No posts from my the past few days but I was very happy. My soar throat has nearly recovered and I'm clearing it by drinking some Chinese herbal drinks I bought at the supermarket. Well, it has been sometime since I was so happy. The lady I met at the park, Ruth, and I have really become good friends. We almost met everyday for a couple of hours. We really have a lot in common and talking to her is natural and enjoyable. I'm thinking of inviting her to my house for a visit maybe. I wonder how she feels about it. Thanks Marie Callas for your help! This is really my wish.

I'm a retiree and now I read that our PM Mr Howard wants us to work longer till late 60s. Many netizens are unhappy with him now because this concept is very alien to this country. It's very difficult for employees to find a job once they are old, it's the same everywhere, therefore I wonder what is really in the mind of the politicians nowadays.

I met her again

Today my soar throat got much better and finally I could hear my real voice although it was still a bit dry there. Maybe because I've been filled with loneliness for some years and I was determined to change it. I've been thinking about that lady who chatted with me at he park at night. I hope my thought waves are reaching her!

At the late afternoon I pulled Flinch and walked in the direction of the park again but somehow I felt my heartbeat was getting heavier. It seemed like Flinch and sense it too and he wagged his tail heavily while looking at me with anticipation.

Well, my thought energy must have reached her mind; she was there sitting at the same place reading a book. The presence of Flinch somehow help because she saw the dog first and then realised the owner was me!

From then on, it was another afternoon of joy. I even have her email and numbers.

Marie Callas, I have to thank you.

Strolling at the park

My condition has improved slightly I think. I could barely talk yesterday night but now the voice is clearer. The burning sensation is still there at my throat though. Yesterday I visited my doctor and it cost me nearly $40!! It's so expensive nowadays and in return I received 4 types of medicines. These medicines have strong drowsy effects and in the end, I dozed like a pig for the whole afternoon!

So I spent some free time (I'm free all the time LOL) walking in the parks nearby or venture further down to the beach to feel the freshness of the sea breeze. My dog Flinch absolutely loves this type of outdoor strolling and I'm happy he's my great buddy. Well, along the way, I managed to strike up a conversation with a lady somewhere in my age. We had a long chat sitting at the bench there near the park. It'd been a long time since I had such a good chat despite my soar throat.

It has been a blessing from Marie Callas I guess for she has predicted I would meet someone who I could get along sometime this month. How accurate she's been!

Getting worse

Hate to begin the post negatively, but it's just not getting better. My throat is so soar and dry now that I have problem swallowing food and drinking water. The process is quite torturous and never in my mind had I suffered such bad case.

The throat sweets off the pharmacy are useful and I guess I've no choice but to pay the doc a visit. You know I hate to do that.

Yesterday I heard that there was a house break-in case somewhere down the street where I live. It had been badly ransacked and the owner is inconsolable. Why so such things happen to good men all the time?