Farewell My Dearest Mom ~Rest In Peace~

Sweet smile on your face as you sleep the pain away,
Resting in God's arms now, although in the ground your body lay.
I wasn't ready to let you go.
Even though I'm told that it was your time.
I can't get that through my mind.
I wasn't ready

to let you go.

You have always been there through the thick and the thin
No matter what I've done, unconditionally you love never wavering.
When I told you of the mistakes I made and all the times people saw me fall,
you simply nodded and gently replied 'so have we all'.
I miss you more than these words could ever say.
The pain in my heart is from one unimaginable day.
After I cried all that I could; my eyes still shed countless more tears.

Pushing me to be the best that you know I can be,
Reminding me to keep the faith and allow Him to lead me.
Finding relief in knowing I will see you again someday soon.
Remembering all you taught me as my soul I continue to groom
I will walk in footsteps you have walked before me
Having great memories I will always keep with me,
Your love in my heart for eternity.

~Miss My Dearest Mom so much T_T now...

 

Mama ♥ 1.2.57-21.11.12 ♥

Pray for her resting in peace and among blessed by HIM.

'Mayonnaise jar and the Coffee'

At this hectic time of the year, here's a very useful piece of advice to put all things into perspective. When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the story of mayonnaise jar and the coffee...

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an infamous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things. Your family, your children, your faith, your health, your friends and your favorite passions. Things, that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full."

The pebbles are the other things that matter. Your job, your house and your car. The sand is everything else. The small stuff. "If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."

There goes for our life....nothing can change on how we control the world but only us who can create the life and the world we want to live in. Lets spend more time with our beloved one and appreciate what we had. Never wait till all are gone becoz what we have lost it never be the same anyone if we have it back.

Grandmother visit

It supposed to be a day of just me and my mother, my father and my sisters. Although I am not doing anything, I stayed home (so as now); doing house chores and others. It was a day after my father was not at home.

That day he came home early and said he got call from kampung; told that my grandmother is sick and need to bring to the hospital for check up and injection. That noon my mother is still not came home from school and my father had to rush to kampung. I am not went along so I stayed home and wait for later news of my sick grandmother. So that afternoon my mother is picked up by my sister. Late evening my father arrived home and guessed who is came along? My grandmother.

Looked at her condition, I could tell she got bad flu. My father had to bring her home because he can take care of her until she recovered. It is weekdays and it means working days; and that also it is me who will take care of her at home. I can't say no or objected for the task. It is just I am not so getting along with my grandmother. I don't know either she would allow me to take care of her. It is going to be a challenge for me as a daughter and a granddaughter.

But she only could stayed at my house for three days only. You know, old people can't stay away long from their own bed. But for the whole three days on took care of her, I have learn a lot. Old people is so sensitive and need more attention at all time. She may got little choosy but in the end I can understand her very much. I may have done great job in taking care of my beloved grandmother but one thing I will bear in mind that at any matters, mother will only want her children to take care of herself. That is the one most important cure for a sick mother.

So now, if you still have your mother with you, pleased her and try to make her comfortable because we don't know when she will be gone someday. Mother's love is the something we can't buy with money and her children are the best cure ever.

I always LOVE you, Mom!!