Archive for the ‘Old Soul’ Category
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Postado por Adie, July 21st, 2012
I am an old soul. I love listening to old music, those ballads of long ago that stirs the love in my heart. I got this from my mom who oriented us with mellow music.
My mom loved those 50s music, those that feels like you are being swayed while lying on a hammock. I remember my dad always teasing her about listening to those oldies music, especially on Sundays. Mathis, Armstrong, I forgot the other singers…
One of her all time favorites was What A Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong. I could still see her smile whenever she heard that song. I was listening a few minutes ago to Fools Rush In, another favorite of her.
These old songs also bring a smile to my tired soul. You never do appreciate the things to have and learned until the person who helped you learn that something is already gone. Thanks, Mom!
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Postado por Adie, February 10th, 2012
While everyone kept buying motorbikes, cars and whatever vehicle with machines, she is content with her bike. An old bike with a basket in front. The old kind.
She likes riding on it and just feel the wind on her face. She likes hearing her thoughts while she’s aboard her old bike. She just loves it and even brings it to work whenever she can.
She is an old soul and it comes out in her choices and her ways.
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Postado por Adie, July 19th, 2010
You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn’t speak
You were my eyes when I couldn’t see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn’t reach
You gave me faith ‘cause you believe
I’m everything I am because you loved me.
One of the best movies I’ve watched! Up Close and Personal. The story was so powerful and the love shown was something we all strive to have.
Who wouldn’t want someone to love us so much that he is willing to do everything in his power to shelter us from the harsh realities of life? Who wouldn’t want someone who will take care of us and protect us from the bad things that can harm us?
I want that kind of love. I want that someone.
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Postado por Adie, April 17th, 2009
When you chose to remain single for the rest of your life, do you have the right to be bitter about it later on? Do you blame others for your current predicament or do you accept your fate wholeheartedly?
I visited a grand-aunt last week. This is the grand-aunt with whom I spent most of my pre-teen years with. I love her dearly. She took care of me when my parents were busy with my younger siblings. I was actually pampered and was treated very well when I was at her home.
She remained single, never marrying because the person she intended to marry before was someone her parents never approved of. It was a complicated matter. She came from a very old-fashioned family and well, in the 50′s, parents rule was the law. So they never got married. The guy even remained single as well.
When I visited her last week, I detected bitterness in her voice. Oh, I’ve been noticing this before, especially when she’s in one of her moments, when she talks about the one man she loved. The bitterness appeared when she was looking at the little girl with me. She was thinking that her life would have been much more fun and happier if she had a little girl with her as well.
She doesn’t blame others for what happened to her. In fact, she doesn’t regret anything at all. She just wishes that she could have done something. Probably, made her life different than what it is now.
It made me realize that I should not let life pass me by. I have a choice of participating in life and not just watching from afar, always on the safe corner. Life should never be like that. Or else, I might end up old, somewhat lonely, a bit bitter, and full of what ifs and what could have beens.