So Close Yet So Far

by Mike Juha

Our paths crossed one day.  After a few getting-to-knows, we became so close as if we had known each other for so long. 

My heart had been captured by your spell.  And all that my mind could imagine was you.

Since that time, my little world revolved around you. I think about you every time – in my works, in the midst of a crowd, when I get up from bed, or before I go to sleep.  The thought of you haunts me even in my dreams.  I see your smile in every face. I hear your giggles in every laughter, and I feel your touch as the wind blows through my skin.

I picture you in every new friend I meet, in every place I go, and in everything I do. And whenever I’m happy or sad, it’s your face I see...

But between us lie great barriers and horizons to cross. My heart beats your rhythm but you don’t feel it.  And even if I shout this feeling to the highest peak of my voice, you never hear it. You are so close but yet so far away from me.

So I close my eyes and there I see you come alive to my senses. The world is only between you and me. The heavens are within my reach and the oceans are just a step apart. And you are there – just a heartbeat away.There, you smile back at me. We touch each other. We stare straight into each other’s eyes, and our thoughts meet. We kiss and our hearts beat together as one. I shout loud to the highest peak of my voice this feeling as you answer it back with a whisper in my ears.  

There, every tick of a second spells like endlessness. We go to the beach. We cuddle in each other’s arms. We talk of nonsense. We watch at the vast nothingness. We pretend to reach the horizons as we meander barefooted and hand in hand by the sandy shore. 

There, we don’t care about the world. We play lovers’ games. We do crazy things. We explore and fill up each other’s longings. We fathom the depths and the heights of our personhood, until our emotions consume us and we reach the summit of our burning passions.

But as the sun finally sets and the crimson sky turns darker and darker and envelopes our little world, we come to realize that happiness is transient that not even the deepest love nor the strongest feelings on earth have the power to hold on or turn back the hands of time.

Then I wake up from my deep slumber and find myself alone. My grieving heart bleeds to search for you. And you weren’t there. 

I give up and close my eyes. And there, in the corners of my mind, I see your face again – so close but yet so far away…

I love this doctor!

Q: Doctor, I've heard that cardiovascular exercise can prolong life.  Is this true?
A: Your heart only good for so many beats, and that it... Don't waste on exercise.  Everything wear out eventually.  Speeding up heart not make you live longer; it like saying you extend life of car by driving faster.  Want to live longer?  Take nap.


Q: Should I reduce my alcohol intake?
A:  No, not at all.  Wine made from fruit.  Brandy is distilled wine, that mean they take water out of fruity bit so you get even more of goodness that way.  Beer also made of grain.  Bottom up!

Q: How can I calculate my body/fat ratio?
A: Well, if you have body and you have fat, your ratio one to one.  If you have two bodies, your ratio two to one, etc.

Q: What are some of the advantages of participating in a regular exercise program?
A: Can't think of single one, sorry.  My philosophy is: No pain...good!

Q:  Aren't fried foods bad for you?
A:  YOU NOT LISTENING!  Food are fried these day in vegetable oil.  In fact, they permeated by it.  How could getting more vegetable be bad for you?!?

Q:  Will sit-ups help prevent me from getting a little soft around the middle?
A: Definitely not!  When you exercise muscle, it get bigger.  You should only be doing sit-up if you want bigger stomach.

Q:  Is chocolate bad for me?
A:  Are you crazy?!?  HEL-LO-O!!  Cocoa bean!  Another vegetable!  It best feel-good food around!

Q:  Is swimming good for your figure?
A:  If swimming good for your figure, explain whale to me..

Q:  Is getting in shape important for my lifestyle?
A:  Hey!  'Round' is shape!
Well... I hope this has cleared up any misconceptions you may have had about food and diets.

And  remember:
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways - Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO-HOO, what a ride!!"

AND.....

For  those of you who watch what you eat, here's the final word on nutrition and health.  It's a relief to know the truth after all those conflicting nutritional studies.

1. The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.

2. The Mexicans eat a lot of fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.

3. The Chinese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.

4. The Italians drink a lot of red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans..

5. The Germans drink a lot of beer and eat lots of sausages and fats and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.

CONCLUSION:Eat and drink what you like.Speaking English is apparently what kills you

What comes around, goes around!

Note: I do not know the writer of this article. I just got this in my mail and I decided to share it to you guys. Enjoy!

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He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road,but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you. He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson."

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt. As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to heraid. Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. 

Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me." He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan . 

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you." Under the napkin were four more $100 bills. Well, there were tables to clear , sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard.

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's gonna be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."

There is an old saying "What goes around, comes around." Today, I sent you this story, and I'm asking you to pass it on. Let this light shine.