I was rocking my baby girl to sleep before I wrote this. And suddenly my thoughts were about my old man. My sister and I would always hear him sing a song. I just remember this line “When you grow to be a lady, you’ll be a queen, a lovely queen. Walking…” That is the only line that sticks to my head. I knew he sang that to me when I was a baby and he would always tell me about it while I was growing up.
At this particular moment of my life, that song became very special. I tried to looked it up online. I searched in YouTube but nothing that came up. I googled it and the search result was very limited. I could neither find the singer nor the song writer. At least I found the lyrics.
When I grow to be a Lady…
I’ll be a queen, a lovely queen
Walking in a garden shady…
In gown of green
with silver sheen
maids in gowns and gold shall follow me
And suitors of a high degree
When I grow to be a lady…
A fine and lovely queenly lady
Then my Prince will come to claim his own
And love will crown me to my throne.
It is very heart warming to know for the first time what the song is all about. And I can clearly hear his voice singing it.
I was born and raised Catholic. I firmly believe in God. However, this playful mind of mine never stops going some places far. In my heart I know God fully understands. He never gets mad about questions. I believe that’s what makes us special. We think. So my thoughts here are independent of my belief. Some questions just floating in my head.
With the loss of a loved one, I am thinking if there is really an after life. Is there really a soul. If there is, where does it go? What happens to it? When we talk about our faith, I know the answer is: the soul goes to heaven, hell, or Purgatory. Does the soul recognize his/her loved ones left on earth? Does he/she still get to see them? I have read some stories about near death experiences of people and they usually report the same things: light, visions, peaceful experience. It is comforting to know that.
I guess you will never truly know the truth unless you experience death. And there is actually no way of going back to tell the world what truly happens when you die because you are dead. I am also thinking, what if when a person dies, it is simply just the end of everything? Non existent. Just no thoughts, no emotions, bodily functions stop. What if this life is the only chance, the only time and place that we can actually feel and think? The only moment we experience existence and being human.
Do you really know what I am thinking about right now? …….
Good night, sweet dreams everyone!
And for the other side of the world,
I hope something or someone will make you smile today.
Have a good day.
To be human
It is a cliché, but then it is true.
Neither is easy
Never ending challenges
Inside and outside.
I missed you…
Just me, beer, and the blog.
Once again we stand face to face,
Me and myself.
I know you have so many things to say.
Just take your time,
I will be here.
No matter how long it would take.
Begin whenever you wish,
And just feel free.
Even words you devoured
No more words would dare to describe you
You are just indescribable