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In time, we’ll all be memories and old photos

My two sisters and out little brother. This was taken almost a month ago at the beach.

My two sisters and our little brother. This was taken almost a month ago at the beach.

Time is an abyss to which our lives will eventually be lost, slowly eroded in the minds of the people we knew. We will just be stories to the people who comes after us, some of us become legends and heroes, some of us plain folks and some will me fondly be called upon as the nefarious villains on this big stage. It’s a strange feeling to realize our lives are books, we are the characters stepping in time to the pace and place written in our plots by the quill of fate. But who is this fate that decides for us? Is it ourselves or is it just written in stone? I’d like to believe it’s the former.

I will, in the end, be a faded picture, hopefully kept in an album to be passed on to generations. Perhaps my many great-grand children will wonder who’s that lost looking lady with the silly face? If my name is written on the back, will it ring in their minds and will inspire them to make up tales where I was a Lara Croft, or will they see me as a wacky librarian? Perhaps I was a wacky librarian who lead a double life of the adventurer or, heck, even a spy! I chuckle at the thought.

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A few things that made me cry today …

… happened to be commencement speeches.

Normally on Sundays I surf the YouTube waves and thanks to the E-magine internet works that we now have up here, streaming is awesome as ever. I took advantage immediately. So I got on to YT and it had some recommendations for me, bless ’em. One of those were J.K Rowling’s commencement speech for Harvard in 2008.

You know I’m not ashamed to say I’d cried. I’ll remember her words, I’ll call on them again later in my life I’m sure. This woman here, she’s an inspiration.

This one is Ellen DeGeneres’ speech at Tulane in 2009.

She’s gay, hilarious and she is awesome and I freaking love her and her generous heart. Her message of being true to yourself has touched me deep inside because I’m not very sure about who I am. I don’t want to hold back on being ‘me’ while at the same time I don’t want to let down the people I care about. You’d have thought that if they loved me back that they would accept the person I am, but it’s a different matter, it’s complicated. Isn’t it always?

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A thought, a line and a Sunday tune

Hi all, I hope you’re all having a good Sunday. I’m still catching up on a few more blogs and I’m expecting latest edition of Tammy‘s Sunday Funnies. It’s 29°C here in my part of South America which means for us we’re sweating our heads off and it could get even hotter in early December and at the moment the AC’s a bust but luckily I’m used to the heat, that and it looks like we’ll be having some late November rain soon.

  • The (really long) thought:

Lately I’ve gotten over this thing I had over make-up. You see, I’m one of those people who think that we should be happy with our natural looks and personally I think I’m betraying myself by wearing the stuff. I’ve got a tiny secret. I collect make up; blush, mascara and the bulk of it all goes to eye shadow, to just look at them. Usually, I’d lock up and play dress up because I actually like it but when I’m finished I’d rub it all off.

Then (and I mean a day or two ago) I thought about it and concluded that I’m being a tad foolish and if there’s a living soul that could nag me to death in a matter of 30 seconds or less, it’s me. Continue reading

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