Friday, December 10, 2010
Time really flies. I still remember one year ago, my eagerness and scared at the same time knowing that you will be born the day after. Your Papa stays beside me all the time, giving me strength and also eager to see his new born. We have been waiting for you for three full years and God gave us the best gift ever as our Christmas present in 2009.This Year, seeing you grow big, clever, sweet, lovely and just about everything, you are still our greatest Christmas gift. Mama and Papa will always pray that you'll grow healthy, happy and away from any harm. You are always in our prayer.
"Dear Lord I am so grateful you saw us through her birth Now I humbly pray for blessings as she lives upon this earth Bless her every pathway whether she run or walk or crawl God bless her health and wellness and her spirit most of all Please let her know you’re with her every step along the way Don’t ever let her feel alone and keep her fears at bay Lord I pray on bended knee she’ll ask you to live within her heart I pray from the world’s iniquities you’ll keep her far apart Dear God when she is older and her life does not seem fair Please remind her of the cross and the burden Christ did bear Help her live your purpose and share the gospel well Let your light shine through her and cause other’s faith to swell When she is a wife someday, Lord I pray you’ll set her course Bless her with a loving spouse and protect them from divorce Father, if you also bless them with children of their own I pray you’ll bless her mothering until her kids are grown Most of all I pray today with an open heart and soul My child will know you love her and it’s You who makes her whole"
It is not too early to wish Happy 1 year Birthday to Faith Sinundu Dulakim a.k.a Mika.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Till then hugs
Monday, October 4, 2010
Yes.. the title said it all... I have not been raining since last Saturday (Which happen to be the day I was not working).. and I have been having this headache since then until today... and the worst thing is today is Monday.. the day where I dread the most.. arggghhhhh....... punya la malas saya ni hari...campur pening lagi...
p/s please ignore the writer as she is in a state of agony..
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
I came across this article while opening my email thins morning and thought of posting it here for my own reminder and guideline and also for those who want to use this method.
This is the 8 natural ways to enhance fertility (frankly I've used method no. 2, 7 & 8)
1. Practice, practice, practice!
Weekly sexual intimacy appears to regulate your monthly cycle, as well as delay the decline of estrogen as we get older, both of which can enhance fertility, according to research by Winnifred Cutler, Ph.D., founder of the Athena Institute in
2. Weigh in
Having a body-mass index greater than 25 can increase the likelihood of a whole host of health troubles, including polycystic ovary syndrome, which disrupts your menstrual cycle—and may derail your plans for getting pregnant without complications. Aim for a BMI between 18.5 and 25; calculate yours at Self.com.
3. Butt out
You know smoking stinks for your lung and heart health—and now studies show that it can also raise your risk for early menopause. Toxins in the cancer sticks can disrupt ovulation, but the good news is that quitting today can help preserve your fertility. For new ways to kick the habit, talk to your M.D. or visit SmokeFree.gov.
4. Hit the hay
Some infertile women have been shown to have low levels of leptin, a hormone that affects hunger and weight regulation. Leptin levels drop if you fall short on zzz’s, so try to log 7 to 8 hours tonight and every night.
5. Clean house
Chemicals in home products can impair fertility. Polybrominated diphenyl ethers (PBDEs) are flame retardants in some tech toys, plastics and fabrics, and a study in the journal Environmental Health Perspectives reports that women with high PBDE blood levels took twice as long to conceive as those with lower levels. The chemicals may alter thyroid function and disrupt sex-hormone levels. PBDEs leach out and linger in dust we breathe and touch, so use a vacuum with a HEPA filter and wash your hands often to rinse away any residual toxins.
6. Ace your exams
Sexually transmitted infections such as chlamydia can cause pelvic inflammation and scarring of the fallopian tubes, which can lead to infertility. Practice safe sex, of course, and see your ob/gyn annually to monitor your reproductive health.
7. Don’t rule out ice cream
All you ice cream lovers, take heart: Full-fat dairy foods (like cheese, ice cream and whole milk) may help you get pregnant, a study from the Harvard School of Public Health in
8. B smart
Once recommended only for pregnant women, folic acid (400 micgrograms a day) is now considered good medicine for all women of childbearing age, says Mark Gapinski, M.D., an ob/gyn at
Till then, hugs
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Thank you for this day.
I thank you for my being able to see and to hear this morning.
I'm blessed because You are a forgiving God and an understanding God.
You have done so much for me and You keep on blessing me.
Forgive me this day for everything I will do, say or think that was not pleasing to you.
I ask now for Your forgiveness.
Please keep me safe from all danger and harm.
Help me to start this day with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude.
Let me make the best of each and everyday to clear my mind so that I can hear from you.
Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things.
Let me not whine and whimper over things I have no control over.
And give me the best response when I'm pushed beyond my limits.
Keep me strong that I may help the weak.
Keep me uplifted that I may have words of encouragement for others.
I pray for those that are lost and can't fond their way.
I pray for those that are misjudged and misunderstood.
I pray for those who don't know you intimately.
I pray for those that don't believe.
But thank You that I believe that God changes people and God changes things.
I pray for all my sisters and brothers.
For each and every family member in their households.
I pray for peace, love and joy in their homes,
that they are out of debt and all their needs are met.
I pray that every eye that reads this know there is no problem, circumstance, or situation greater that God.
Every battle is in Your hands for You to fight.
I pray that these words be received into the hearts of every eye that sees it.
Monday, September 13, 2010
This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of NMEDA. All opinions are 100% mine.This Raya, the authority is doing the ops sikap drive to eradicate the probability of misfortune on the road. Always we hear people lost their love ones especially during this festive season and it really terrifies me. How I wish we have NMEDA here in Malaysia.
As stated NMEDA is a non-profit trade association which educates the customer on buying products from their qualified dealer. NMEDA has dealers and Quality Assurance Program (QAP) dealers. They promotes safe driving and equipment for disable people. Their members also required to adhere to the safety standards of the National Highway Traffic Safety Administration. Their members are those who sell handicap vans and vehicle modifications for disable people.
Talking about buying custom made products, it is impossible for us especially those with disability to get the RIGHT product for them as all the product where created according to universal specs. There is no two people with disability are exactly the same. But through NMEDA members, you can be sure you are getting the right driving solution customized to your specific lifestyle and needs. Additional training will also be given by their dealer.
I never have the experience of being the caregiver of those disable people and I never wish to become one because I know it is a tough job. But need less to say, with the assistance from the NMEDA qualified dealer I am sure the burden could be reduced and it also helps those disables to get back onto the road of independence.
It's Monday and I am all alone in my office. Well there is some staff at the other department but in mine I am alone. I repeat ALONE..
Nevermind. I have the office for me alone and I am loving it actually. hehhe
I am actually cracking my brain on what are the prefect reason to put in my appeal letter to change the status of my land. I am actually planning to built my house on my small paddy land which before I can get my housing loan, I have to change the status of the land from agriculture to homestead.
Is there anyone out there ever came across this matter and do you have any advice on how to go about it? I am stuck here and I need to do this fast I mean REALLY FAST.
*count my blessing*
Monday, September 6, 2010
Its Monday again and I am saying that I can't wait for Friday to come. Yes!!! People say that this Friday is Hari Raya so I would like to take this opportunity to wish those of you who are celebrating Hari Raya,
Meanwhile some of you may notice that I have changed my blog layout. I have been thinking of changing it few times before but I got lazy especially when looking for hundred and hundred of layout. So just bear with me for the time being ya.
And I also put the daisy tiker as I am counting the special days in my life. Yes our wedding anniversary, Faith's age and also our next vacation. With the tense, rush and things going around me, plus hearing people going for holiday (my dad and sister is at Korea-China at the moment), Chequ Carol is enjoying her holiday in Perth with the hubby, Sis-in law just came back from Manila, etc.. Arghhh I so wanna go for holiday... bah cepat-cepat la masa berlalu.. (hance the title of this entry).
Ok enough rambling..need to complete some of my task...
Friday, September 3, 2010
This story really touch me that I cried when I read it through. An example for us to appreciate our partner and always be there for him/her.
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside
the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Since we do not have any travel plan for this year apart from going to Penang for my conference last July, we have make and committed to three visitng program next year. Yes as what us Sabahan always say kasi malatup sama dia .
By end of February Hubby, Little Faith, yours truly and three other couples (of course they are my friends) will be going for a 5d4n trip to MANILA...Can't wait..can't wait.
In July (God Willing) we might be going to MELAKA for my conference. Well I am already qualified and they were saying that Melaka night be the next destination. Hmm never been to this one particular place so of course I am looking foward for this trip too. Hopfully it is not as disappointning as my trip this year. Dear Organizer (I don't know if you guys read my blog) but can you guys make the coming conference more interesting? Can we go to more interesting places?
And before we have time to breath, the first week of August we will be going to Kuching. This one to bring the In Laws visits their family there. A 6d5n visit to Kuching. This time around I MUST make sure that I visit those places that I didn't manage to visit on my first visit. Places like the Chienese Tample, walking along the waterfront AT NIGHT, etc..etc.. I am sure those of your who have been to Kuching have more place of interest to suggest. Care sharing?
And hubby's cuzzie also told us that at that particular time we will be able to join the famous Food Fair. nyum..nyum.. that's the perfect time to visit then.
So yeah that's my travel plan or should I say travel program for next year. Can't wait for the time to come. Meanwhile this year is the time to save...save...save...
until next post..
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Never did I knew that my friends do read my blog until I cam across their status update in FB quoting the quote I put in one of my entry. I am so glad. Ada juga my silent reader pulak ni.
This shot entry I would like to dedicate to my dearest friend Ms. Betsy Vine and Ms. Shermalyn Eleanor.Oh not forgetting my cuzzie Ms. Jenny Evonella and Ms. Faine Hunny. Thanks dear for dropping by.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Who am I talking about? Well she's none other than my beautiful princess. Little Faith Sinundu. She brought light and happiness in our life that a day without her around really gave a big impact in me.
I thank God Almighty for answering my prayer and gave me my baby.
baby Faith at 1 month old
"When you become a mother, you stop being the picture and start being the frame." - She really have changed me
"The words “I love you” and a little hug from a child is a piece of heaven." - You really are a piece of heaven to Papa and Mama darling
Friday, July 23, 2010
"KUALA LUMPUR (AFP) – Manchester United's fans in Malaysia erupted in astonishment and anger on social media Thursday after clerics warned Muslims against wearing the team's famous jersey with its "devil" emblem.
Manchester United and the rest of the English Premier League are hugely popular in Muslim-majority Malaysia, where conservative religious leaders said the jersey was un-Islamic and should be banned.
Social networking sites like Twitter and Facebook were flooded with comments from fans in the Southeast Asian nation.
"Maybe the religious leaders are just fans of Liverpool?" quipped one supporter on Twitter.
"Why this become an issue after Manchester United has won the title for 11 times? They haven't been watching the matches all this while?" said Sharifah Shahidah, a die-hard Manchester United fan of two-decades standing.
"What am I gonna do with all my Man Utd jerseys? And my sons' jerseys?" Sharifah, a Muslim mother of two and an IT programmer, asked on her Twitter account. "Should I cover the emblem with a picture of flower?"
Malaysian clerics said Wednesday that Muslims must not wear the iconic red jersey because devils should be shunned, not celebrated, and urged those who had worn the garment to "repent immediately".
Also off-limits are the shirts of teams including Brazil, Portugal, Barcelona and Serbia, all of which carry an image of the Christian crucifix in their team emblems.
"This is very dangerous. As a Muslim, we should not worship the symbols of other religions or the devils," said Nooh Gadot, a top Islamic leader from southern Johor state.
Manchester United Fan Club Malaysia, which has about 7,000 members, declined to comment, but the fan club's chief, Lawrence How, noted there was no official ban on the jerseys.
The clerics agreed there was no "fatwa", or religious edict, but that one was not needed when it was clearly wrong for Muslims to wear such a garment.
Malaysia is a generally moderate Islamic country, but conservative clerics have issued controversial edicts in the past, including a ban on the ancient practice of yoga, which is criticised for including Hindu elements."
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Yes..... can we just pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?... I would like to wish for all my wishes to come true. Can I? can I?Airplanes
[Chorus Hayley Williams]
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now) (wish right now)
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now (wish right now) (wish right now)
[Verse 1 B.o.B]
I could use a dream or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
Cause after all the partyin and smashin and crashin
And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
And when youre staring at that phone in your lap
And you hoping but them people never call you back
But thats just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel
And they sayin what would you wish for
If you had one chance
So airplane airplane sorry Im late
Im on my way so dont close that gate
If I dont make that then Ill switch my flight
And Ill be right back at it by the end of the night
[Chorus Hayley Williams]
[Verse 2 B.o.B]
Somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job, before I got paid
Before it ever mattered what I had in my bank
Yeah back when I was tryin to get into the subway
And back when I was rappin for the hell of it
But now a days we rappin to stay relevant
Im guessin that if we can make some wishes outta airplanes
Then maybe yo maybe Ill go back to the days
Before the politics that we call the rap game
And back when aint nobody listened to my mix tape
And back before I tried to cover up my slang
But this is for the Cada, whats up Bobby Ray
So can I get a wish to end the politics
And get back to the music that started this shit
So here I stand and then again I say
Im hopin we can make some wishes outta airplanes?
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Just a quick update here.
Tomorrow me n hubby will be going for a quick holiday to Penang with a bunch of qualifier.
And we will be staying at The G Hotel Penang. Can't waith to see the actual view as the picture show a very beautiful lobby, comfy room etc..etc..
This is the only holiday we'll be making this year since Little Faith is still small to tag along. Next year, we are planning for a big one. So yeah, a short and quick holiday it is.
Will update the pictures etc..etc..
Monday, July 12, 2010
Its Monday and as usual Monday is "the" day that I dread the most. Pity the day. Its actually just the emotional side of me bah kan. Anyway, congrats to Spain for winning the 2010 WC. I am not a fan, hubby does and more or less I got the updates of who won and who lost and even who won the bet the biggest. shhh that one I can't tell you who. hahaha..
Okay back to the title, I am actually referring to Sophie Kinsella's new book. "Mini shopaholic". I don't actually know that She's coming up with a new book, but thanks to my fulltime housewife sister at the moment, excitedly she informed me about this. Yes I can't wait for September to come.
Dunno if I am willing to by the hardcover edition, for I know it will be very expensive. But I know someone will surely buy it first.. Kan Chegu....LOL
But while waiting for September to come, I have 3 more books to finish up so I think I am well occupied till September.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Ok for starter I just want to ask this simple questions
Tell me why... I Hate Monday
Tell me why... I am damn lazy on this day that I did almost nothing at work (pssstt do not inform the boss)
Tell me why... I have been in the "blank" zone that I SELDOM or almost NEVER update my blog.
Tell me why... I do not have extra $$ to spend
Tell me why... Just about every small thing make me worry
and the most important question ...Tell me why... I am not filthy rich.
Nah keluar sudah apa dalam utak sa tapi ini belum abis lagi ni. nanti sa saya continue hehehe. Time to go home. Baby mama coming home...
Thursday, May 13, 2010
A pirate at the local bar discusses his past
A seaman meets a pirate in a bar, and talk turns to their adventures on the sea. The seaman notes that the pirate has a peg-leg, a hook, and an eye patch.
The seaman asks, "So, how did you end up with the peg-leg?" The pirate replies, "We were in a storm at sea, and I was swept overboard into a school of sharks. Just as my men were pulling me out, a shark bit my leg off."
"Wow!" said the seaman. "What about your hook"? "Well", replied the pirate, "We were boarding an enemy ship and were battling the other sailors with swords. One of the enemy cut my hand off."
"Incredible!" remarked the seaman. "How did you get the eye patch"? "A seagull dropping fell into my eye," replied the pirate.
"You lost your eye to a seagull dropping?," the sailor asked incredulously. "Well," said the pirate, "it was my first day with my hook"
A man was seen fleeing down the hall of the hospital just before his operation.
"What's the matter?" he was asked.
He said, "I heard the nurse say, 'It's a very simple operation, don't worry, I'm sure it will be all right."
"She was just trying to comfort you, what's so frightening about that?"
"She wasn't talking to me. She was talking to the doctor.
A woman was trying hard to get the catsup to come out of the jar. During her struggle the phone rang so she asked her four-year old daughter to answer the phone.
"It's the minister, Mommy," the child said to her mother.
Then she added, "Mommy can't come to the phone to talk to you right now. She's hitting the bottle."
Two cannibals are eating a clown. One says to the other "Does this taste funny to you?"
In record time
Joe walks into the living room and sees Lucy whooping and hollering.
"What's the matter?" Joe asked.
"Nothing at all. I just finished a jigsaw puzzle in record time!" Lucy beamed.
"How long did it take you?"
"Well, the box said '3 to 5 Years' but I did it in a month!"
A West Virginian walks into a hardware store and asks for a chain saw that will cut 6 trees in one hour.
The salesman recommends the top of the line model. The West Virginian is suitably impressed, and buys it.
The next day he brings it back, complaining that it would only cut down 1 tree and it took ALL DAY!
The salesman takes the chain saw, starts it up to see what's wrong, and the West Virginian says, "What's that noise?"
A couple trying to break into society hosted a dinner party.
As the guests were enjoying their dinner salad, the maid called the hostess from the table. The maid informed her that the cat had climbed on the kitchen table and eaten a large portion of the salmon's mid- section.
The hostess decided to fill the eaten portion with some canned salmon and other camouflage.
As the guests were enjoying the fish, the maid called the hostess into the kitchen and announced while wringing her hands, "Madam, the cat is dead."
The hostess and her husband informed the guests and suggested it might be best if everyone went to the hospital and had their stomachs pumped.
Returning home, the couple asked the maid where she had put the cat. "It is still out on the road where the car ran over it."
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Forwarded from a friend >>
The Red Marbles
I was at the corner grocery store buying some early potatoes. I noticed a small boy, delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a basket of freshly picked .
I paid for my potatoes, but was also drawn to the display of fresh green peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes.
Pondering the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me...
'Hello, Barry, how are you today?'
'Hello, Mr. Miller.. Fine, thank you. Just admiring them peas. They sure look good.'
'They are good, Barry. How's your Ma?'
'Fine. Getting stronger all the time.'
'Good. Anything I can help you with?'
'No, Sir. Just admiring the peas..'
'Would you like to take some home?' asked Mr. Miller.
'No, sir. Got nothing to pay for 'em with.'
Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?'
'All I have is my prize marble here.'
'Is that right? Let me see it,' said Miller.
'Here 'tis.. She's a dandy.'
'I can see that. Hmm mmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?' the store owner asked.
'Not 'zackley, but almost.'
'Tell you what.. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble,' Mr. Miller told the boy.
'Sure will. Thanks, Mr. Miller.'
Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me.
With a smile, she said, 'There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes or whatever. When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on their next trip to the store.'
I left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man. A short time later I moved to Colorado , but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys and their bartering for marbles.
Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one. Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community, and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died. They were having his visitation that evening, and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them. Upon arrival at the mortuary, we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could..
Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts. All were very professional looking. They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband's casket. Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved
on to the casket.
Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket. Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.
Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and reminded her of the story from those many years ago and what she had told me about her husband's bartering for marbles. With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket.
'Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim 'traded' them.
Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size, they came to pay their debt. We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,' she confided, 'but right now Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho.'
With loving gentleness, she lifted the lifeless fingers of her
deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles.
Morale of the story: We will not be remembered by our words, but by our kind deeds. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Today I wish you a day of ordinary miracles ~
A fresh pot of coffee you didn't make yourself;
An unexpected phone call from an old friend;
Green stoplights on your way to work; The fastest line at the grocery store;
A good sing-along song on the radio; Your keys found right
where you left them.
IT'S NOT WHAT YOU'VE GATHERED, BUT WHAT YOU'VE SCATTERED THAT TELLS WHAT KIND OF LIFE YOU HAVE LIVED..
Monday, March 1, 2010
Ever since Little Faith born, I have been thinking of spending more time with her. Well knowing that working mum will only have time to spend with their baby (s) at night or on weekend, having a good time together with your family is very limited. Of course this thought came into my mind because I enjoyed every second taking care of her. I have been thinking of setting up my own business long ago but until now I have not materialize it. One thing because I am not a risk taker. I am not willing to take risk especially with the current economic situation.
Second, I am not creative enough to start a small busniess which only needs your creativity. I know some of you have the talent of baking, sewing, makeup, photography, etc.
Third, the thing I love doing most is event organizing and this business needs a lot of kac-hing to start off with. Where on earth can I look for that bundle of $$? If only it is as easy as playing Petville on facebook.
Well this is not just a dream, I will (God willing) make this a reality. The only question is WHEN?
Friday, February 5, 2010
3rd February 2010 , hubby celebrate his 32nd birthday and this time as a daddy. The celebration, well we didn't celebrate as grand as I was planning last year for having this little kid limits the time and of course we cannot go out leaving her at home while she's still breastfeeding right. So yeah this year it's pizza again. Never mind darling, next year we'll celebrate your birthday somewhere else. Who knows we'll celebrate it outside of Malaysia (wishful thinking). Once again Happy Birthday Daddy.
4th February 2010, it's our 4th year wedding anniversary and at the 4th year, we are growing. Thank you God for your blessing, your guidance , the happiness and also the health you grant us. And also thank you for the new addition in our life. Happy Anniversary Dear.
5th February 2010, is my 5th brother Maxmillian Bryan James's 16th Birthday. He requested for a birthday bash this year but I told him I'll make his wish come true once he completed his form five. Of course people say 16 is sweet but it is never as sweet as 17 where at that age you are at the end of your secondary school and you are battling for your future to get good result for SPM. So a birthday bash at his 17th birthday it is. I treat him BK for his birthday this year. Was planning to buy cake for all this 3 events. hmmm let see, I think this is a good excuse for me to buy the cheese cake I have been dreaming of. BTW happy 16th birthday Max.
see ya *hugs*
Friday, January 22, 2010
Thanks to Shermalyn for this beautiful n cute cake. Mika loves it
(mama who's all this people?)
Soon She'll be 2 month old and I will be back to work. I can't imagine how it will be since now I am devoting my time 24 7 for my princess. We'll see how things goes.
Till next post (which I don't know when), hugs.