D-53: The Story of a Moisturizer
Thursday, August 7th, 2008It’s funny that the simplest items can remind me of so many sweet memories.
I’m currently having a patch of dry skin on the “inside” of my elbow (elbowpit?), so this morning I applied some skin moisturizing cream.
The brand is Rosken.
And then I remembered that close to 3 years ago, someone else noticed that my elbow (the “outside” this time) had a patch of dry skin. One fine day when we were studying on the school benches, from her bag she took out a small bottle of skin moisturizing cream.
The brand was Rosken.
I can’t remember where she got the moisturizing cream from. All I knew was that it was a really small bottle, probably a sampler from… the Big Walk maybe? It wasn’t exactly the same type as the one I’m having now. The one she had was a blue “Dry Skin Cream”, whereas the one I use now is an orange “Rosken Dry, Itchy & Scaly Cream with Vitamin E” (that’s a mouthful, I know!).
I remembered that she helped me to apply the cream, making sure that the entire patch was covered thoroughly. When the dry skin persisted, she gave me the bottle of skin moisturizer and reminded me to apply it regularly.
What she did wasn’t much by any standard, but it was a catalyst for the 2-year relationship that ensued 3 months later. Right now the empty, blue Rosken bottle sits inside a white box in my Bukit Batok apartment. The bottle is just a small fragment of a chapter of my life that I’d still like to keep for the time being.
As I finished applying the cream and dressed up for work, I smiled.
It is easy to remember the bad times and get hurt all over again.
But it also isn’t hard to dig the sweet memories and remember that at one point in time, someone had loved me and I had loved her too.
