Taking a break

I'm back from a long holiday in the US. Went with Pris to visit her sisters. It was a good break - interesting places to see, new environment, fun and happy times with great company. I thank God for granting us this timely vacation, to be away to just relax and recover from those exhausting few months. Also very grateful to Pris and her family for warmly welcoming me, and showing me so much care. It was something I looked forward to, and it kept me going day after day.


But as with all good times, this too had to end.

Bernard used to assure me that I need not worry when our holidays or weekends came to an end, for there will still be so much so much more to look forward to... many more exciting weekends, adventurous holidays, as we build our treasure trove of memories. The day after we came back from New Zealand, we lay in bed, side by side, and laughed the whole day. I dunno what was so funny... everytime we stopped laughing and glanced at each other, we'd burst into laughter again. I guess we were just... happy. There's no explanation needed for being happy.

As the plane took off, the lights of New York faded through the raindrop-stained windows. Tears rolled down my face as the heaviness of reality weighed upon me again. And this song played over my headset...

Tears In Heaven
Eric Clapton

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?

I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.

Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.

Beyond the door,
There's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.

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I miss him so much... there's so much I want to tell him, so much I want to share with him.

When I stood on the 86th floor of the Empire State Building, I wished I could share the view with him. I wondered, is there a view from heaven?
As I waited in queue to buy stamps for postcards, I thought, how nice it'd be if I can send a postcard to heaven...

All these will have to wait, until I meet him in heaven again...