Good days and Bad Days

Is life meant to be lived moment by moment? I have learnt to savour positive moments in my life as it unfolds and take little snapshots of an expression on my children's faces, as they argue or joke with each other, a look on a friend's face engrossed in conversation, a hug freely given and received... a sunset over the water, a hermit crab scuttling on the sand, the sight of the sarawak river winding gracefully amid abackground of clouds and mountain..moments that cleanse the soul of past moments - both bitter and painful

An sms conversation that banishes loneliness, a brief encounter that's filled with promise and uncertainty..more questions than answers. a friend's comfort and laughter. moments that seem to contain hope.. Amid the hope and uncertainty, reality intervenes..images of tragedy and destruction.. the pain and suffering of those who have lost loved ones under tragic circumstances.. what do we do? how can it affect them? we just do what we can - through prayer and money and self? that's a choice we make. But the good moments , the good days carries us through the bad days.. As long as hope continues to perch in the soul.. we can treasure our good moments - our blessings - simplistic but necessary when the immediate future seems hazy, filled with challenges and promise.