Something is off balance.

Despite the routine in place, there’s a gap somewhere in between.

Can’t quite put my finger on it.

I just know and I can sense that something is not where it should be.

I keep looking around, sniffing and observing.

I haven’t asked around because I don’t quite know what to ask.

People tell me they’ve been feeling off tangent lately.

Call it whatever you wish.

Simply put, I’m lost.

A few months back I accepted a new job that has since kept me very busy.

No complaints.  Just very busy.

Writing unfortunately took a back seat.

Thoughts about writing would come to mind then I’d forget.

Something about work always got into the way.

Today is a conscious mindful effort to sit down and write.

How I miss this moment!

Where do I catch up from?

A favorite cousin suddenly passed away at age 59.

Dad at 91 has been waking up and thinking about his travels.

Having lost a loved one all too soon I told myself, “gotta do this one last time for dad!”

Without hesitation and with doctor’s clearance I booked us a weekend flight to an old haunt.

Where I live, a short trip to Hong Kong has always been the next best thing to a long flight.

It’s not going to be an easy getaway because dad requires strict and close attention.

Nevertheless, it’s going to be fun and memorable!

Something I’d like to do for dad as time is not so much on his side at his old and tender age.

The weekend break will serve me well too.

I tend to get very caught up with the demands of my job.

I love it but it eats a lot of my time!

Fortunate in the sense that being single, I can dictate my time.

The girls have their own schedules and they aren’t home much of the weekend.

Therefore, keeping myself busy, whether work related or something else, is perfect for me.

Just as I am about to take off for the carwash, thought I’d sit down and talk to myself.

So here I am, just sharing bits and pieces of what’s been happening in my life.

It’s all good.  I am well. 

Most of all, very grateful for the good fortune and peace I now have in my life.

I forgot to post this earlier.

Back now from lunch with dad.

Bought him some doughnuts to go with his coffee.

Still have a few hours to go before sunset.

Gotta dash out again and finish off what’s left in today’s list.

I remember mom on her birthday.

Bright as the moon and graceful as the wind blowing.

She stood tall on dark nights.

Elegant as ever no matter the chaos and adversity.

She took it all in with dignity.

Her inner beauty remains iconic.

In my sleep, I wish her a happy birthday in heaven.

I know she continues to look down upon me.

If not for her, I would not have survived the ghost of deceit.

I think about dad a lot.

I don’t see him as often as I should.

There is nothing to explain really.

It’s just the way things are.

Yes I know.

I should, I must, I have to.

My point is about something else.

I think about Faith and Grace a lot.

I do what I can to keep the faith.

I believe that with grace, nothing could ever be lost.