like treasures in jars of clay

the past week has been so indelibly precious. sorted out the receipts which all are now stories and i'll keep them well. by far, it has been the most happening week on nymd's calendar, with GE Fiesta, recess show, end-term-celebration and open house / sides but each occasion so rewarding and there is so much passion and love throughout :) even on the 2.4 track there is so much nymd encouragement!! and because of this we forget the tiredness.

(and it is difficult to create purposefully happy thoughts) i think the saving grace of the week would be my two sisters who i love so so much. when all is said and done i know there are always two people who would bend with me. and because i am caught in between, they have long learned the nuances of my heart.

jie caught the right spurs, perfect timing, perfect situation, perfect person. my sister is amazing in a way where she knows exactly when to be silent and when to speak, and her words have the subtle, strong power to penetrate into my inner being and illuminate truth into my life --- that night we bought two tubs of b&js to forget :) she is always there when i have no one else to call, and when there is nothing to say she will listen. my younger sister told her teacher in school, about how i used to read roald dahl for her. she borrowed and read the five people you meet in heaven, and her teacher will lend her tuesdays with morrie tomorrow. my ten-year-old sister told me, that in life we have to make sacrifices, either big or small, whether tangible or not - it's okay

because i am now better at accepting reality and coming to terms with what has happened and who i am i must say that i loved the past week. darkness exists to make light truly count, every single moment of happy and hurt i am reminded that i am human and i can only do so much.