Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Leaving Home...

I'm surprised on how many mothers cry just when they had to leave their child to study abroad...
But I won't--I said this to myself and my husband.....

They've grown up, it's a good thing that they'll learn how to take care of their selves...
I looked around at the airport and questioning myself which mom's gonna sob...

But I won't grab any tissues after watching my daughter wenny went abroad. I'm more tough than these moms. Why you cry and sob just because your daughter's grown mature?

My husband and I spend the evening at the airport chatting with other parents, how life change when our child leave home.A woman reminds me that we'll gonna cry along our way home...

My friend, Lisa told me how she and her daughter have fights a week before she left.'I think that's just the way how we're gonna face our life after we separate' she said.'If you quite often have fights with them won't make you too sad with her leaving'...

On the day she left, we help her with her luggages and take her to the airport, there we say goodbyes and hug each others, after that we went home..
See, the women have wrong about this. Her departure isn't that bad.

Three days later, I walked through her room. The door is opened, her bed is neat but all her things has gone. Suddenly, I realized: she's gone.

Then, while I'm cleaning the living room, I think I heard someone call 'Mom' and I turned off the vacuum cleaner so I can hear footsteps entering the door, to answer a child called. Then I realized, Wendy has gone, and will never be the same.

I missed her voice. I want to know what she's doin. I want to sit on my bed at night like usually we do and telling me how her days, her class, teacher, friends, boys who she likes, boys who like her...

'What happened?' My husband asked.'Do you cry?'.
'It's the onion' answers me with watery eyes.
After dinner I said ' Let's call her. Maybe She's waiting our call.'
'She's just arrived there, we better give her time to rest.'said Chuck
Well, it's rite, I don't want to be such a spy mother because I once a girl too.

Then the phone rings.
'Hi Mom' Wenny said. 'Please send me my our family photo in my room. I forgot it'.
She want me to send her father's photo and mine- and her sister's. She's a great time there but she also missed us. And she start telling me about her days, her class, teacher, friends, boys who she likes, boys who like her...

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Do You Know This Book?

Recently I read a book called bartimeus trilogy , It's been making me hard to do activities, I even bring it to bathroom and sleep at 2 o'clock....Finally I finish it, I think that's my Happiest moment

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Said The Frog

Author: Unknown

Explaining spiritual transformation to someone is like the frog trying to explain to the tadpole what life is like.

"What is it like?", asks the tadpole.

"Well, there's air, and you breathe, and you can jump around out of the water," says the frog.

"But that doesn't sound very solid. You mean you go out of the water into the air. That seems like nothing," says the tadpole.

Similarly, as if a butterfly was trying to explain to the caterpillar what life is like now.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

A Mother Love

Author: Unknown

A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his Mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said:
For cutting the grass: $5.00For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00For going to the store for you: $.50Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25Taking out the garbage: $1.00For getting a good report card: $5.00For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00Total owed: $14.75
Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:

For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:No Charge.

For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you:No Charge.

For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years:No Charge.

For all the nights that were filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead:No Charge.

For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:No Charge.

Son, when you add it up, the cost of my love is:No Charge.

When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at his mother and said, "Mom, I sure do love you." And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: "PAID IN FULL".

Lessons:- You will never how much your parents worth till you become a parent- Be a giver not an asker, especially with your parents. there is a lot to give, besides money.

Advice:IF your mom is alive and close to you, give her a big kiss and ask her for forgiveness. If she is far away, call her. if she passed away, pray for her.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Try Not to laugh

Some says we need to learn from baby because they have a heart, pure one,before our surroundings change us,critics on us, fill our life with burden,obligation,hatred.Before we forget how to be happy,even on smallest thing,like tearing a paper??

Yenzz said...

For Richer of Poorer
Author: Unknown

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked.

"Oh Yeah" said the son.

"So what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.

The son answered, "I saw that we have one dog and they had four."

"We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end."

"We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night."

"Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon."

"We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight."

"We have servants who serve us, but they serve others."

"We buy our food, but they grow theirs."

"We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."

With this the boy's father was speechless.

Then his son added, "Thanks dad for showing me how poor we are."

April 1, 2008 2:45 AM

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