Letters of Life

Making Connections (Friendship) rss

One of my favourites: My thoughts on friendship, love, and affection.

Friend Is Not A Verb

In the Opinion Pages of the online New York Times, Schott’s Vocab “explores news sites around the world to find words and phrases that encapsulate the times in which we live or shed light on a story of note.” The writer, Ben Schott, also chairs Weekend Competitions where readers get to offer definitions on anything… Read More ›

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Dying, Growing, Lasting

It’s middle December. I keep asking the same question: *How* did we get so far so fast? How? It seems like only six months ago I wrote about a stylish party on a rainy night, and only three months ago that I did this to myself. The truth is, the party was about 12 months… Read More ›

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The (Not So) Random Connection

It’s always been easy for me to get on an easy footing with older women; mothers and grandmothers of friends. My cousin’s mother-in-law comes to mind. I’d seen her over the years at annual family gatherings, but I never approached her because she had seemed aloof, stern almost. But when she and I briefly became… Read More ›

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A Day at the Fair

So one of the biggest events in my church calendar just ended yesterday: Christmas Fest 2010. This was our ad hoc one-day event to raise funds for our Missions Project which sends missionaries out to plant churches in the region. In the two months prior to yesterday, I planned a few things, co-wrote a blog… Read More ›

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Responding With Style: What Singles Can Do When Friends Set You Up

Welcome to the opening post of a series titled “Responding With Style . . .” This series will examine how to respond to the many situations you face living in the 21st century in the city. This first post looks at the dating scene and one particular situation singles face from time to time. Ever… Read More ›

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Last Weekend

I don’t usually chronicle my weekends; That’s more within a teen’s ambit of bookending their appointments, flitting from activity to activity and journaling them.  But it was an unusual weekend, kinda, in that it was a mad dash from dawn, literally, to midnight.   The momentum got going late Friday night. For some reason, the… Read More ›

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Across oceans

This afternoon, I just had a really good chat with an old friend. . . spanning two oceans and a few continents….we were in the same church youth group throughout high school. Of course, after that, everybody went their separate ways. It’s a pity, but that’s just how it was then.  Like most Gen X-ers,… Read More ›

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Reliving a Day

If reliving a day means not changing anything (because that would mean the Butterfly Effect), I’d have to think about one perfect day. Of course, over a life spanning decades, I am thankful that I’ve had many perfect days, not counting the red-letter days or milestone days, of course. Vacations, by definition, tend to be… Read More ›

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Still on Hillsong

So Luki sent this and it made my day. This is good writing, because he writes the way he speaks, which is deceptively easy. Thank you for writing such nice things about me in your blog!!! I just read it and it made me reaaalllyyy happyy !!! Haha.. Thank you for doing that for all… Read More ›

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People Who Love People (II)

The second of my two-part paean (love the word!). Because we spent an intense nine days together, braving the cold, walking the vast Sydney Olympic Park where the Hillsong Conference was held, late dinners in Chinatown, acting crazy cool in the seaside town of Manly, and even to Miranda police station. Oh, and of course,… Read More ›

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People Who Love People (Part I)

So, these folks are bouncing around in the back of my head. So much so that I’ve decided to write about them, albeit briefly. Why? Because we spent an intense nine days together, braving the cold wind, walking the vast Sydney Olympic Park where the Hillsong Conference was held, driving from Parammatta (it really mattas)… Read More ›

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I can't say 'No' to . . .

This has to be done in Top 5-style. I can't say 'No' to: At #5: Any opportunity to go shopping for or with someone. One memorable trip included taking an indie-rock musician friend from Jakarta around Orchard Road in search of graphic tees and shoes (think blue suede). Thank goodness for late-night shopping on Friday… Read More ›

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Brothers Who Brunch

These are unlike another group, sometimes called the Ladies Who Lunch (LWL). LWLs 1) wake up late, 2) doll themselves up to the nines, 3) are chaffeured to a chi-chi Orchard Road venue at lunchtime, and 4) dawdle over rich food and wine til three in the afternoon. The next month, they see themselves at… Read More ›

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Games Weekend

A weekend of games and building ties that bind. Friday night saw a bunch of the Messengers get together to play tennis and table-tennis. For me, tennis was a whole lot of picking up rather than the racket sport it’s spozed to be. For some reason, the flying ball kept evading my racket. Table-tennis was… Read More ›

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Rhymes that keep their secrets

Not that I know what that line means. . . it’s a lyric from an old song. I guess it just sounds good. Not everything has to have meaning. I like it when words come together for no rhyme or reason. For a change. Just like a meeting of unicorns over burgers and fries. We… Read More ›

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A Week of Friends, Musicians, Angels

I’d been feeling a little raw inside, you’d never tell just by looking at the outside. But my Father in heaven knew that beyond great cuisine in table-clothed restaurants and even beyond the gossamer bling of retail therapy, the right prescription for my troubled soul was the company of friends and good conversation. Hell, forget… Read More ›

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Long Weekend Afternoon

Date: Last day of the long CNY’10 weekend. Time: The languid hour just before lunch. The visit by the NLCC singles proved to be one of the highlights of the Year of the Tiger. Conversation flowed like the food and drinks, and Domino’s was on the lunch menu. Then the table was cleared so we… Read More ›

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The Runners

It started quietly, this runners’ group. If you happened to be free on Wednesday evenings, you turned up at the athletic track at the NIE. Dominic, an outdoorsman, initiated the idea for the weekly run. He helped organize previous Amazing Races for the church, and various treetop walks and hikes for interested members. Christina and… Read More ›

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Once More, With Feeling

There’s been a lot on my mind lately: Some sparkling conversation over a lively lo-hei dinner on Friday. I laughed in a way that I’d forgotten I was capable of, among an age group I’d forgotten how to have fun with. I should get out more. Have I regressed? ‘Course not. Another conversation Saturday, during… Read More ›

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Linchpin

Despite the anti-American sentiment prevalent in today’s global village, one has to acknowledge that the Americans are still masters of The Spin. In other words, marketing. As abstract and vague as it is, the term marketing is no longer perceived as a corporate must-have, clever positioning, clever selling. In the alternate realities of cyberspace and… Read More ›

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Sophie and me

Separated at birth? I’m just pleased to know my celebrity doppelganger, or lookalike, happens to be French actress Sophie Marceau. I’ve always been a Francophile, and also a fan of things Japanese (an upcoming post.) I’ve not seen many of Ms Marceau’s films; her two English-language ones were Braveheart and as Bond girl, Elektra King… Read More ›

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Look Back in Wonder

For as long as I have kept journals, I would at this time of year, turn back the pages to remember the things that took place over the last 12 months, to reread about things that mattered so much that I would take the time to write about it, in an effort to acknowledge its… Read More ›

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Of Penguins and Parties

Time: Past 1 am, January 1st, 2010. The event: The Chillout 2010 party at J’s crib The first day of the first decade of the third millenium. And all I can hear in my head when I look at this picture (friends Leng and Judith) is George Michael’s Last Christmas, which, by the way, is… Read More ›

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The Small and Lovely Things

Only 12 more days to Christmas, and I wish the time would stretch. I’m just not ready for Christmas to be over too soon. There are lists to make, and one must strategize which mall or two can maximize my time and energy for finding gifts. Aside from time to roam the shops (which is… Read More ›

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