Mama, Why Do I Cry?

Mama, why do I cry so much?
Mama, I don’t like it when I am crying like this
Mama, do you cry as much as I do?
Mama, will you support me in my decision?

Sayang,
You cry because you are upset
You cry because you are worried of the unknown
You cry because you cannot express your feelings
You cry because I am too far from your reach
You cry because you think no one is supporting you

Being a mama is never easy, yes I do cry
May be I cry even more than any of you have ever seen
I cry when I fail as a mama, as your protector and not being there with you when you need me most

But, you know what? it is alright to cry

And I want you to know that mama will support you in every little but sure step that you will be taking towards your future

I love you my little angel

Holiday On Ice

Wish you were here

20012011

20012011 – Signed and sealed today.

Hope the delivery will be as smooth.

We are a step closer yet still many steps to be taken

Thank you Lord

A Relection Of Me

I was in the shower when I caught a reflection of me on the shining tap head, I paused and had a good look at myself, and I smiled, I believed I looked so much like my father, however, more than often I was told that I am a split image of my mother. Well I guess only the eyes can tell.

Often also you hear people complimenting or commenting your characteristics to be like that of either of your parents or that of your grandparents. Again, I believe I am a ‘chip of the block’ of my father. I don’t know why but I see a lot of my father’s characteristics in me.

Now I am looking at each and every one of my children, which one of them could possibly be a bit of me. Friends often say that they all look like me…………… duhhh…. I am their mother!!!! But one of them according to my friends resembles more than just a bit of me.

There were times, I believe when I am watching them I could see me not a hundred percent but they definitely have me in them. One is so tidy and neat, one is so secretive and passive, one is too vocal and outgoing and one is so arrogant and proud. But then again when you think of it how could that be considered a reflection of you, because I believe all the characters mentioned do exist in each and every one of us. So can it be that the reflection of character was just a mind game? I don’t know.

However, I was recently reminded that among the five sisters in my family I have always been the one who pouts a lot over every little thing, and they said I can go on like this for days…………………………. Well I guess it is better to pout than to shout. Hence, this evidence or similarity has now been pasted to little Schnappi.

Sorry Schnappi if anyone would ever link us up this way, but I know you are your own character.

Mirror Oh Mirror

So you are at it again?

The world may believe your lies; they may even hail you as a champion

However, the truth is far from what you perceive in your sick mind

Have you ever stood in front of the mirror and for once have a good look at yourself.

Yeah, at least once put the blame on your arrogance and not blame others for your poverty

Mirror, mirror on the wall………………………………… and I am sure your finger will point at you

As the wannabe and yet cannot be

My sympathy goes to you