Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Having to run an endless race without training for it.



Been 9 months I'm in the widowed of AN ENDLESS RACE RUN.
Every decision, every turn, every corner, every dilemma or problem or obstacle – these are all things I must face alone now. Without my other half to give his take on the situation. Without his help. I run alone...
People stopped handing me water and orange wedges long ago. For them, the race was over awhile back. For me, it’s always there. Life is exhausting when you are living it without training and your teammate.
When you run a race, you always know ahead of time when you will be finished. Whatever it is, there is an ending in sight.
There isn't one and never will be.
My run for this race won't have the finish line since there will be another START...

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Papa's stories... Every Day is Father's Day.



From Seattle Scott text me 4 am early morning :
" I just woke up :-) "
" Good morning still ? " I text back at 7:15 am Hawaii time.
" :-) "
" I'm counting... to get up " I was still in bed.
" Without supervision? " He said.
" Hahaha... "
" Gosh, It's Father's Day. I miss my Dad and you at the same time... Who should I miss more? " I was teasing with Scott.
" I'm thinking your Dad. You've know him a lot longer :-) " He answered.
" Lol, I just got off Face Time with my Dad. My Mom kept jump into our conversations... I had to tell my Mom It's for Dad's Day. Of course, I do love and miss him more... " I text him back half hour later.
" Hahaha... " Scott laughed. 


Since the Viet Nam War 1975 ended, my little family had been far- reaching effect and tremendous the loss of what we had built, our pride and destroyed my family life. Specially it left us and many others massive hurt, painful memories, bitter and deep psychological problems... It took us 20 years regained what been lost, but at enormous cost and with huge destruction and loss of life.

My Dad had lost everything... His hopes and dreams was shattered, his innocence stolen... He resign himself in silence many years after the Reeducation camp by Viet Cong.

Eventually, my father regained the strength to find work, though he was precluded from physical labor in the US. Because being an immigrant plus Veteran was extremely challenging for him to find employment. Most of the job offers he received paid less than what he needed to provide for our family. He had made his life and our family reborn again.


Once morning, I remembered Scott tied his shoes by the elevator while we were waiting for seconds arrived... That few seconds also reminded me of my Dad when He taught me how to tie my shoes. I was five years old. I'm still not perfect at how to make a knot or a bow for my shoes today. Scott was quick and perfect than me.


I am forever grateful to my dad for his unconditional love and for being the best parent he could be, even during the toughest times in our lives. His endless sacrifices and commitment to putting us first have not gone unnoticed. He has kept his promise ever since.
I love and miss him everyday...

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Just keep working like Every day is an investment


It's Saturday.
Like the clockwork... 
I woke up early in the morning like usual zombie walked to the kitchen to make coffee then I told myself : What are you doing? No, you don't have to get up so early on Saturday since there won't be much going on today. The staff are home and the office is close...

That's right! I really don't have to work if I don't want to. In a nutshell, I've been very lucky this way since 10 years ago... Not many folk can have that. Gratefully, I do love to work since I find my hobbies happen to become my work... Another lucky point. Plus I will not stay still too long, not doing anything then I get bored. Boredom terrifies me.


Sometime really there were a lot going on... Sometime was not much work at all. I don't know about you but I do find always a streaming things to do. Of course, I would have hours in silence " like an insect waits " and wait for new ideas or in quiet finding the solution to solve problems... Like most Asian, I work hard to strive for one day to enjoy life with family and my special one. There were really no typical time, work hours, work days or even weekend for me.

Picasso, the greatest artist of the 20th century, he didn't sit around on his rear end all day, waiting for the muse to arrive. Nope, he just got to his his studio every morning, and cranked it out, stopping only to eat and maybe the occasional roll in the hay with his many women... And he did this for decades. He was a machine!


The main company I have been worked for probably they thought I'm lucky to have this job. No, I think opposite they're lucky to have me! Honestly, they are growing stable and strongly successfully since last 3 years that had my big impute. Rome wasn't build for one day. Every day, I invest a little bit of myself into work. 99 projects that I've been working on, reporting to, making decision to invest only a few were worth it?? Yes.

I just keep working since I know everyday is an investment to be set.

Friday, June 14, 2013

I Awake Dance with The Core...













An Exclusive Friday night



Sunset over Kahala side....


Roses for me...


Strawberry Long Island Tea that Tim made. Yummy... I will be drunk soon...


Vegetarian simply dinner.
And a dance with The Core...

# USA # Flag Day


Happy Flag Day! Happy Friday to everyone!
" The American flag is the symbol of our freedom, national pride and history. "


Thursday, June 13, 2013

Meet My House-Yard Keeper

I had an urgent job that I need to come to Iliahi property to review with my real eyes... Termite damaged. Ugh!
Half of the time I live in Hawaii and done all the projects... half of that much length of time I had to work with termite.
Despite my termite problem, I had a change to see Ms. Bobbie again. She was working around the yard... cleaning up with a motion supper slow... I watched her from above...


She probably is the most happiest people who do basic things that make the difference: they focus on what is good and positive in their lives; content ever; calm and happy; also her motto is keeping moving for good health at 80 years old. 


She is a soul of the property just simply like that for many years had been. I had a close look face to face and a chat with her. I realized she still looking amazingly gorgeous, the cutest ans sweetest Hawaiian people I've ever met. I love her!