Good bye, farewell, I’ll even do a Limerick

I love the Sound of music but this post has nothing to do with the film. (Although, how cool would it be to watch the Musical of the Sound of Music?)

Instead, we talk about something that is both exciting and a bit painful as well.-A farewell. I am leaving to Singapore next Friday. Even though that is 6 days away, I am saying farewell now. I won’t be using my laptop for the next 6 days, and even further still when I am overseas for 6 weeks.

So, goodbye laptop, good bye internet, farewell blog, for 6 weeks.

Until we meet again.

Now, I’d like to end this post with my second agenda. It’s been  along time since I’ve written anything as prompted by the daily post prompt. In addition, I will use thhe prompt to write a limerick.

Prompt: Solitude

Even when I play the trombone,

People won’t leave me alone,

Especially my Aunty,

All of them nasty,

when it comes to being on one’s own.

Prompted

Write a limerick of your own using the same prompt or a different one word prompt.

Make those 5 lines count and make sure they rhyme.

Alternatively, do you have any plans this weekend? What is the next exciting thing that you are going to do and are looking forward to doing?

 

 
Solitude

I can’t say it

Help

Okay Ching,

Here goes,

Moment of truth.

“Clears throat, turns to reader”

 

Hello, my name is Ching.

I have a blog that I go on and write and upload posts for others to read.

I have been doing this since last year Dec though my blog was created before then.

Can you? Could we just? Um…

Okay, what am I trying to say here.

 

Oh gosh,

Oh dear,

Oh no,

This is hard,

it’s TOO hard to even think about,

 

What I’m about to do,

What I’m about to ask of you,

I don’t normally do this,

I’m not myself today,

Because you see….”Sighs”.

 

(says to self): Maybe I can’t do this. Maybe I can’t ask this of people I hardly know. But that’s okay because maybe I can do this myself without any help. Yeah, I don’t need help. It’s a piece of cake.

 

(Smiles and turns back to the reader): Never mind. hahaha. Have a great day 🙂

 

 

The price of Freedom

Price
What is freedom?

the ability to afford things like a camera, toilet rolls, and dinner.

What is the price of freedom?

You lose your dream to land a “real job”,

you lose yourself and you lose your family because you’re always working

You’re working because you love your family and this is how you show you care for them,

But what it’s doing, all those late nights at work, all those missed dance rehersels and missed dinners and missed soccer practises and forgotten road trips,

it’s tearing your family apart.

Is the price of freedom worth losing your family?

But, if you lose your family, then are you really free?

If you want to be free and not be a corporate monkey,

then what is freedom?

Another definition of freedom: The ability to follow your dreams, take risks and have support by family or otherwise have money to be able to live by yourself.

The cost of this is obvious:

less money,

less stuff in that storage room that you have but never go into,

maybe that girl you’ve been eyeing from across the bar but is “not your league”.

and it may mean getting a day job that maybe you don’t like very much,

but it also means having time for your family,

because what freedom is, is freedom away from money, and the world’s problems, and the responsibility of an adult, and it is affording to relax, to be with loved ones, to cherish the moment that you are having right now. That’s what counts.

Question: What is freedom to you?

Reply in the comments below.

The price of freedom

Price
What is freedom?

the ability to afford things like a camera, toilet rolls, and dinner.

What is the price of freedom?

You lose your dream to land a “real job”,

you lose yourself and you lose your family because you’re always working

You’re working because you love your family and this is how you show you care for them,

But what it’s doing, all those late nights at work, all those missed dance rehersels and missed dinners and missed soccer practises and forgotten road trips,

it’s tearing your family apart.

Is the price of freedom worth losing your family?

But, if you lose your family, then are you really free?

If you want to be free and not be a corporate monkey,

then what is freedom?

 

Another definition of freedom: The ability to follow your dreams, take risks and have support by family or otherwise have money to be able to live by yourself.

The cost of this is obvious:

less money,

less stuff in that storage room that you have but never go into,

maybe that girl you’ve been eyeing from across the bar but is “not your league”.

and it may mean getting a day job that maybe you don’t like very much,

but it also means having time for your family,

because what freedom is, is freedom away from money, and the world’s problems, and the responsibility of an adult, and it is affording to relax, to be with loved ones, to cherish the moment that you are having right now. That’s what counts.

Question: What is freedom to you?

Reply in the comments below.

 

Envy

Envy
Easter is about-

Chocolates, bunnies, hot cross buns with butter in between.

Easter is about-

Jesus on the cross, Religious leaders envious of Jesus, An innocent man to die.

Easter is about-

Festivities, celebrations, losing a bit of money for the kids and for good fun, a day of work if you’re lucky, or more money in the pocket if you’re not.

Easter is about-

being happy with what you have right now, being grateful for everything that happene din the past that helped you to becomes who you are today.

What does Easter mean to you?

 

Longing

Longing

There are days where I long for you,

It drives me back to my younger days when I was a kid, clinging to your leg because I didn’t want to go to school by myself.

“Make new friends your own age,” you said “I’ll always be here at home,”

You pushed me to do my best, to be my best always. Even now when you’re not here, I hear your words encouraging me; “Immerse yourself! Whenever you do something, use all that you’ve got to be your best,”

 

I will be my best or if not, then I will try.

Love you Dad,

From your baby girl,

Allways your princess.

 

 

 

Divide

Divide

We divide,

We soar, we dive, we see the world,

We see things from our eyes, things that only we can see,

We love, We kiss,

We hate, We fight,

We make up,

or we divide

it won’t be forever till I come back to you,

And one day,

You can’t count on that

Don’t wait for me.