Saturday, April 30, 2016

True counsel

Yesterday was a day I had waited for since early of the month. An old friend contacted me to ask whether I would be free for a date yesterday and after checking through with my husband and my mom, I confirmed the date. I had to make sure my husband had no meeting so he could be at home to look after the kids. I had to make sure my baby was asleep before I could go out. And finally, my night out was here! 

I had thought of what to say or how to say or simply, what can be shared. But after the meeting, I felt like a fool. I don't know. I couldn't sleep as the picture of her yawning and feeling bored when I was talking made me disheartened. 

She was my best friend and to be exact - my ONLY best friend which I still cherished till - yesterday. I felt somewhere, somehow, something was missing. Maybe it was the years of gap that we lost contact or maybe it was because she has changed while I am still the stupid me.

While I tried to cautious, there was a few times that I gave in to "me" because I thought, "Friends should be honest, isn't it? And forgiving, if I say something wrong." I opened a topic on widower remarrying too soon and I found that she didn't understand my point. The conclusion was, "It's not your problem. Why do you have to think about it?" 

Yes, it's not my problem but because I linked the question to how much my husband loves me currently, I think it is fairly related. But her further response saddened me. 

I felt once again, maybe I had spoken like a fool that's why she was bored. Or maybe she thought I had nothing besides negativism to share. I don't like the idea of that. And to think about it, I doubt she'll come again - ever. 

I gave her a bracelet. A bracelet that I bought about 4 years ago when her birthday was arriving and she said she would be coming to meet me up but cancelled her plan. I didn't mention to her about that, because I think, it matters not, anymore. 

I believe a good friend is one who stands by you, listen and give counsel to you and not someone who would be agitated when you were just sharing your own thoughts. We really have much difference. 

I know I'm slow in growing - spiritually and emotionally but trust me, I'm growing with the help of my current BEST FRIEND- JESUS CHRIST - who will never abandon me or feel bored by me. 

I thank The Lord for I don't have to impress Him. I don't have to think about what to say to make Him happy or so forth because He simply loves me. 

Friday, April 1, 2016

I am not a maid

Sometimes I feel I am a maid. Exhausted. Unappreciated. 

Me: I feel like I am a maid.
Son: No, you're not. You're my Mama. 
Me: I cook, I wash, I clean, I look after you all...and teach you. 
I think I can be replaced. A maid can do the same.
Son: No...you're my mama.
Me: What does a Mama do?
Son: You cook...you clean...
Me: That's what a maid do...
Son: But you're my Mama. 

😭😪😢😳

The conversation continued and...
Son: What present do you want?
Me: I don't know want present I want. I never thought of what I really want.
Son: hmmm...How much does a daisy cost?
Me: (knowing he will get me a daisy) No, don't waste money. Flower wilts too soon. 
Son: then what do you like? Maybe bracelet? How much is it?
Me: Maybe 30 or 40 ringgits.
Son: I think I can buy that. 

😁😀

I thank God for giving me two beautiful angels to brighten up my day when it seems so hard to pass...

When you work, you get to have bonuses. 
When I work, I get two soul-touching kids that heal me when I'm feeling sick.

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