The game of life

I love the game Scrabble. It was first introduced to me through a friend in a group setting, and he happened to love the game also. I showed real enthusiasm the first time playing and he game it to me, with the dictionary. I wondered why? You should keep it, I said, and we can play together next time around. But then he told me it’s so hard to find someone like me who liked the game, so it’s been laying around his house for quite sometime! He dreamed of buying the deluxe version of the game, but figured will be a waste of money with no one to play with.
I kept the game since then, and he was right about finding no one to play with! I can recall several occasions I brought the game with me and no one wanted to join but him. Occasionally, there may be one or two persons agreed to play, but did not stay long, and most of them who stayed longer were happened to be boys.
Today I stubbled upon the Facebook version of kind-of-like-Scrabble word game and kind of got hooked on it! It is so convenient to play online whenever you want with whoever available. It provided the freeway to enjoy a game I like, but defected the purpose of connecting people through a game such as this one. You met these people online, but they have absolutely no relationship with you whatsoever except playing the same game. Does it matter though? At this point, I’m still enjoying the game.
I heard someone said life is all about relationships, and I agreed. If the element of human is gone, what’s the meaning of “doing things” anymore? No matter is beneficial to myself or others, in one way or the other it’s working on/for the basis of a relationship. Internet proved the pathway for a cyber connection, but seems to me lost the human touch somehow at some point.
Still enjoyed a good hug, a warm touch, and good friends sitting next to me. I guess I’m 性情中人。

情

有個公公每逢我要離開的時候，他都會走到門口為我關門。開始的時候不為意，三四個禮拜之前開始發現，他會站在門口，看著我跑到車子上，或是直到看不到我為止，才關上門回去。我一直以為當我離開打門關起來，他只是跟著鎖好，原來他會打門再打開，看我走了才關上門。第一天發現的時候，給我內心一個震憾，就是一個每週看一次的老人家也在看顧我，記念我一個女生每個禮拜跑去看他們夫婦倆。我的外公外婆早在我還未有出生以前就去世了，所以從來沒有見一面；我的爺爺嫲嫲又從來沒有跟我們住過，所以關係並不太親密，老人家也在早年離開了，所以我現在是一個沒有“祖“一代的孩子，對於怎樣對待老人家，我想都是從人的經歷裡學回來的。這雙公公婆婆為我帶來的關顧之情，叫我心裡也說一句感謝主。

現在，我看見他站在門口看我的時候，都會給他一個揮手，和一個笑容，讓他知道我真是謝他的關懷，而且人間還是有情。

Back to routine… kind of

First day back to Chicago, can’t believe I slept till 1:30p! Woke up early as usual, but insisted not to get up till later. I was thinking about seeing some patients this morning, but changed my mind. One should always has the chance of indulging self for no reason. Realized didn’t spend too much money for the whole trip, but had the most fabulous Toronto trip compared to my past experience. I was not too excited to come back, especially aimless and lost like I am right now.

We had a long talk about relationship on our way back to Chicago, interesting to know sexual attraction is the very first thing for boys to look for in girls. Not personality, education, outward appearance, or hobbies, even though all these come into account if they are sexually attracted to girls. I felt like it would be miserable if one has to live alone by him/herself without someone to be by their sides, just to be there. I have seen so many 公公 婆婆 living alone, losing their will or purpose to live. I do agree our physical needs are important, spiritual needs are important as well. If one cannot be fulfilled in a relationship spiritually, it won’t last long either. Are we just being too picky or have no idea what we really want and need? It’s a mystery.