ponders...

i'm wondering about the condition of my body...

is it the number of hours i'm suddenly dancing?

is it my desire to stretch my muscles to gain better muscle use and flexibility?

is it my impatience and idealistic view of how my body should (or shouldn't) be feeling from all the physical exertion?

is it the lack of sleep?

is it only cuz it's the time of the month?

hmmm... the only motivation that i've found in going jogging (and remotely even considering joining the yellow ribbon run) is to improve my stamina for dancing. yet with how running is such a dread to me, i wonder if i should stick to swimming instead. or i could put the not very used sports shoes to use...

anyway, i'm off to 3hour dance class after meeting my insurance agent. (:

15 july 2009

today we came so close to being seriously injured. leaving the office to go view a flat, we were almost late actually, but didn't walk too fast. suddenly from our right, a car drove up the kerb and crashed into a small tree. i screamed at the suddenness of it, shocked that we were less than a metre away from being hit had the tree not been there to bear the brunt of the impact.

recovering from the initial shock, we quickly looked at the driver, only to find that he was having a fit. i think we probably never felt as helpless and shocked at the same time. ok i have, when grandpa died, but that's a different kind. hubby quickly called for an ambulance while i called the police, all the time fighting the adrenaline that was making my heart pound and tears that wanted to but couldn't come.

the poor driver went into at least 3 fits before the ambulance came. the silly police however, didn't come the whole time we waited. we finally left the scene as the paramedics prepared to cart the guy to the hospital.

even as i write this now, i may not have gotten over the incident. probably take a few days? the screech of the tyres, the sight of the car ploughing up and into the tree, the man going into multiple fits while we stood helplessly watching. only hours later did memories of what to do when someone gets a fit come to mind. as much as i'm shocked, i think the driver feels much worse, having gotten into an accident in such a manner.

i'm thankful, for the protection He laid upon us, for the tree that was planted there, that it was strong enough to bear the brunt of the impact. thankful that safety didn't elude us in the few seconds there. thankful, for life in itself. thankful for the hubby's strong embrace to calm me as much as possible.

we eventually saw 2 flats, one in bkt batok, one in clementi. the latter is so desirable, but the last offer at such a high vlaue that we're unsure..at least i know i am. it's so hard to know what's the best price to pay for a combination of factors for a house that will become a home. Lord, we need Your wisdom, and the discernment to have Your peace.

pray for us as we search for our home...