Month: December 2008

  • The Last Box

    I wrapped the last box of presents. 
    It's covered beautifully in cheerful Christmas wrapping
    And topped with a decorative bow. 
    Don't be deceived by the size of the box,
    It's heavy for its size.
    Inside is the last Christmas gift I'll give,
    A gift I hope will be enjoyed.
     
    As with any "last" moment, experience, action,
    I feel my heart heavy,
    just like the small but heavy box.
    What a wonderful feeling it is
    To give this box away. 
    Maybe it's not a big deal to you but it's a big deal to me.
     
    Next to the small box is a big box full of things.
    Memorabilias and gifts I hadn't passed along.
    These items used to send me into a subconscious labyrinth
    Where good memories would get mixed with bad memories.
    But as time went by and I stopped looking at them,
    I realized only the good memories remain in my mind.
    And that's all I need to remember.
     
    This is not a melodrama reenactment.
    It's not a test of whether these things ever mattered.
    The last box holds the last of everything I wanted to be free of.
    It holds the last gifts I can give away.
    A smile is all I will keep.
    Maybe it's not a big deal to you but it's a big deal to me.

  • You Will Be Missed

    *sob* 

    I'm going to have to break up with a TV show I've just started to get involved with: Eli Stone. 

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    ELI STONE is just too good of a show to be canceled!  I was developing this full-on crush on Eli Stone, the quirky (but oh so lovable!) lawyer who gets divine messages with clues on which cases he should take to help mankind.  Gaaaaaaaaawwwddd my heart is breaking.  Next year's line up better be as good!  I need another male heartthrob to mull over...

    I guess I can promote Sheldon of The Big Bang Theory to my addiction-worthy list (nerd on the left in picture below).  He's so intelligent and socially awkward yet I find him incredibly sexy!  You know what they say about men with big brains....  Move over Barney Stinson (How I Met Your Mother)...you've got competition!

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  • Would You Forgive?

    http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28156838/?GT1=43001

     

    Immigrant doesn't blame pilot for crash

    ‘I don't have any hard feelings,’ he says after wife, 2 kids and relative killed
     
    The Associated Press
    updated 11:28 a.m. PT, Wed., Dec. 10, 2008

    SAN DIEGO - A Korean immigrant whose wife, two young daughters and mother-in-law perished when a military jet crashed into his house says he doesn't blame the pilot who safely ejected.

    The Marine Corps fighter plane was returning from an offshore training mission Monday when it clipped a tree and slammed into homes about two miles from its base. Two homes were incinerated, and three others were damaged. Three generations of a Korean family died in one home.

    The family's pastor, the Rev. Kevin Lee of the Korean United Methodist Church in San Diego, identified three of them as Young Mi Yoon, 36; her 2-month-old daughter, Rachel; and her mother, Suk Im Kim, 60, who was visiting from South Korea to help care for her daughter's newborn.

    The body of 15-month-old Grace Yoon, Rachel's sister, was found in the home Tuesday, Fire Department spokesman Maurice Luque said. No one else remained missing.

    The San Diego County medical examiner's office has not officially released the names of the victims.

    No hard feelings
    Young Mi Yoon's husband defended the pilot Tuesday.

    "I don't have any hard feelings," Dong Yun Yoon, 37, told reporters near the rubble where his home once stood. "I know he did everything he could."

    "Please pray for him not to suffer from this accident," Dong Yun Yoon said. "I know he is one of our treasured for the country."

    Dong Yun Yoon, who left Korea in 1989 and became a U.S. citizen, wondered aloud how he would persevere after losing his family.

    "Please tell me how to do it," he said, surrounded by his pastor, sister, brother and church members. "I don't know what to do."

    Meanwhile, a high-ranking congressman called on the Marine Corps on Tuesday to release the maintenance records of all fighter jets of the type that lost power and crashed into the San Diego neighborhood.

    Power failure
    Rep. Duncan Hunter, the ranking Republican on the House Armed Services Committee, said the fiery crash Monday of the F/A-18D Hornet fighter as it approached Marine Corps Air Station Miramar was apparently caused by power failure.

    "My understanding ... is that the engines failed, causing the aircraft to lose thrust," said Hunter spokesman Joe Kasper.

    The crash was probably unrelated to the previous discovery of cracks in hinges on the wings of more than a dozen of the $57 million aircraft, the San Diego-area congressman said.

    "It is important that we gain a complete understanding of what went wrong," Hunter said in a statement.

    Marine Cpl. Travis Easter said officials at Miramar had no immediate response to the request for maintenance records.

    The Navy announced last month that it was grounding 10 of the planes and limiting the flights of 20 others because of the cracks. It was not immediately clear whether the plane that crashed in San Diego was under any flight restrictions.

    The pilot ejected safely and was taken to a naval hospital in stable condition. He was discovered hanging by his parachute from a tree in a canyon beneath the neighborhood.

    Miramar officials declined to say whether he remained hospitalized, but witnesses said he appeared unhurt.

    Neighbors said the family of Korean immigrants had moved into the area about three months ago.

    Resident Choko McConnell, 85, a widow who lives down the street, said she often saw the grandmother pushing a child in a stroller.

    "I cried all night," McConnell said. "A family perished, a young family."

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  • Thank You Cream Puff

    My best friend has moved home, heartbroken and lost.  It has been many painful nights for us as I try to coax her to sleep or distract her from crying.  This ordeal is surreal...I understand everything she's feeling and experiencing because it wasn't that long ago that I went through the same ordeal.  She holds on to me tightly at night as she cries herself to sleep.  The brightness of her eyes and smile have dimmed.  I know she is hurting but there's only one way out -- and it's through.  It breaks my heart to see it break her heart.  There are little words I can say to make things better...because the pain will take a long time to go away.  So I continue my hugs, my short greeting messages, my invitations to social events, my hope that the healing process goes as swift as possible.

    I had a friend who was there for me every step of the way during my healing period from my previous breakup.  I gave him a silly nickname -- Cream Puff.  I never knew how Cream Puff did it...he was so kind, patient, nurturing.  It was hard for me but for him it must have been excruciatingly difficult, too.  For over a year, he put up with the constant crying, phone calls, depression...lol  Talk about resilience and tolerance!  And for that (and so much more), I am thankful for his friendship and love.  I hope I can be even half as good a friend to my best friend as he was to me during a very sad time.

    THANK YOU CREAM PUFF!!!

     

  • The Last Drop

    I dreamt of a day when the last drop would shed so my soul would set free my mind and spirit.
    It was a long, hard road but the most difficult thing I have ever had to do is now done.
     
    If you dream, it may never come. 
    If you believe, it may eventually come. 
    If you act, it could come once in awhile. 
    If you accept, it comes when you least expect it.
     
    My deepest gratitude to your kindness, mentorship, love, support, and understanding. 
    Thank you for allowing me to grow and thrive. 
    Thank you for your precious time.
    Thank you for enriching my life forever.
    There are no regrets, no ill-thoughts or ponderance of why. 
    Good luck in all that is in store for you. 
    I continue on my journey, anxious to see all that is in store for me.