Life can be beautiful
Me and my wife had a most wonderful evening with an elderly lady(age 74 plus, a widow living alone). This is what we did:
We had a hearty dinner meal at the famous hawker centre beside Bedok bus interchange;
Back to her 3 room HDB flat, we listened with joy when the elderly lady described to us the life she had when she was young;
We were delighted when she showed us the numerous photos she had, the photos were memories for her;
We listened to "Smoke gets to your eyes" by Platters, and she sang along;
She taught us how to dance tenderly;
Before we go, me and my wife gave her a big hug.
This is life at its best... simple, beautiful and memorable.
(*while hugging her, i noticed my neck and shoulder were slightly wet. I shortly realised it was the tears from her eyes. No words can express the feeling then. Go hug your love ones now.)
We had a hearty dinner meal at the famous hawker centre beside Bedok bus interchange;
Back to her 3 room HDB flat, we listened with joy when the elderly lady described to us the life she had when she was young;
We were delighted when she showed us the numerous photos she had, the photos were memories for her;
We listened to "Smoke gets to your eyes" by Platters, and she sang along;
She taught us how to dance tenderly;
Before we go, me and my wife gave her a big hug.
This is life at its best... simple, beautiful and memorable.
(*while hugging her, i noticed my neck and shoulder were slightly wet. I shortly realised it was the tears from her eyes. No words can express the feeling then. Go hug your love ones now.)
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