Reflections …

If time had a color, it would be grey.

On this eve, I almost said a prayer to never have another year like 2013. but then I thought of some blessed moments of the passing year that I can live and relive for the rest of my life like seeing my sister looking for me at the Melbourne airport holding a blue sweater in case I was cold or the angel I babysit telling me “when I grow up, we should be sisters” or a trip to homegoods with my BFF or story telling on a drive with crazy laughter with my auntie or change of job or spiritual Mondays or serving coffee to the ones who need it the most.

Time is like a river, it cannot stop or turn back. Memories are like the erosion caused by this flowing water. Why just memories; time makes experiences, hurts, cynicism, wisdom, relationships, morals, spirit, attitude and evolve our definitions of love, respect and character.

I don’t really know if New year is an event to celebrate. It a mere attempt to compartmentalize time. But somehow this "mark in time" forces us to reflect, retrospect, review and re-evaluate our lives which by the way we don't completely own and control.

We lives are made of the strength we derive from our faith in God, love & support of family & friends, opportunities, evasion from misfortune, the blessings of health, light of wisdom, understanding of our purpose, ...a concoction we can pray for but not predict …. in short the "shade of grey" of the times to come is something only time can tell.

So till then “our mission” whether we “choose to accept it” or not, is to count our blessings, pull-up our socks and like a dear friend says “Shine on”.