Greetings!
In a recent visit, a relative expressed his desire to buy a new TV. He was hesitant to spend the money because his income had dropped due to the present economy. I said, "The pictures on your TV are crisp and nice. Your TV seems to be fine." He confirmed that there was indeed nothing wrong with his TV. He bought the 42" TV a couple of years ago. He said he and his wife seldom had the time to sit down and watch TV, however, he saw his friends had larger size TVs in their homes.
I asked how his two children were doing, and if they watched TV a lot. He said they seldom watched the TV. When they were home after school, they often went straight to their computers. If they weren't on their computers, they were talking or texting on their phones. He resigned to the fact that they were growing up. There had not been much verbal communication or interaction between them (he and his wife) and their children.
My relative's family is not that different from many other families. Nowadays, some people spend more time on their electronic gadgets than interactions with their family and friends. Some line up overnights in order to be the first ones in line to buy the latest electronic models. When new version comes out on the market in four to five months, they feel the need to keep up. So the chase for the newest model of gadget goes on. We are like the hungry dogs on a race track chasing after the fake rabbit (our endless desires) which is forever running a distance ahead.
We went to eat dim sum in a Chinese restaurant the other day. A family of four came and sat at a table next to us. The woman was very upset with her two teenage daughters for their nonstop use of the phones. She kept admonishing them. Her daughters never responded because their attention was on the phones in their hands. While this was going on, the woman's husband was on his notebook computer. He, too, did not seem to hear a word she said.
Some children and teenagers are so addicted to electronic gadgets in part** because of the parents. The parents allow them to spend as much time as they want on these gadgets at an early age. In some families, video games, computers, and phones have inadvertently become the babysitters of choice. The parents assume they give their children what they want as well as a step ahead of others in this modern age of technology. Furthermore, with the 'babysitters of choice', the adults are glad that they have more time to themselves. In time, some parents feel the disconnection between them and their children. However, they see it as the common behavior of today's youth. They conclude they can do nothing about it but to accept.
A friend told me she felt very lonely on the days she and her husband did not have to go to work. I was surprised. They were a happy couple at work. She said, "At work, we interact and work well together. On the days we are off, sometimes we just stay home. He is on his laptop, and I am on mine. Although we are in the same house, but I feel more isolated than I am alone in the house."
We are in the electronic age. Electronic gadgets have become part of our life. Some people identify their worth with the gadgets they hold in their hands or in their houses. Some people are so attached to their computers and phones that they feel they cannot live without them. Some students as well as adults cannot do a simple math without a calculator. We forget they are the tools we create to make our life more convenient, or they are gadgets for entertainment purposes. Instead, some of us have become the slaves of the tools, or the dependents of our creation.
We must not forget we are in control of our own life. We can choose how to spend our money and time. Holding the latest model of a gadget, driving the newest fancy car, or living in a luxurious mansion may give us some temporary satisfaction of ownership. However, the model we hold in our hands will in time become an old model, and so is the fancy car. When the economy was blooming, some people invested in bigger houses than they could afford. Many houses were foreclosed in recent years due to the downturn of the economy. When will we learn the lesson that simple is a better way of living?
We should not let our lavish desires rule our life. At the end of our days on earth, we cannot bring with us the luxurious mansion, the fancy car, or the wealth we have accumulated. Let us take some time to think about what truly are important in our life. We can begin by asking ourselves questions such as 'What do I want to accomplish in this lifetime?' and 'How do I live a meaningful or purposeful life?' The answer lies within each one of us. We all make mistakes in the journey of life, however, it is never too late to make a change or some adjustments.
Our children need our love, care, and time. We cannot substitute love and time with gifts. Most of the children look up to the parents. We can't expect them to listen to us such as don't smoke or use drugs if we ourselves smoke or use drugs. It is the same with talking on the phone or using the computer. When we set rules for their use of electronic gadgets, we have to make sure we don't spend unnecessary long period of time on them ourselves. We can ask our children to be more involved in the family activities, e.g., cleaning the house, taking a walk in the park, seeing a movie, walking the dog, or participating in a family discussion. Don't be discouraged if they say 'no', and don't stop reaching out to them. Have patience listening to their talk or even complaints because it is vital in the process of fostering a healthy relationship.
I read on the newspaper that Mr. Bill Gates, the founder of Microsoft Corporation, and his wife only let their children have their first cell phone when they reach the age of 13. I also read that The First Lady and President Obama set strict rules for their daughters on how much time they can spend on the TV and their computers. As busy as they are, they make sure they eat dinner and spend time with their daughters too. It may be we can learn something from them.
My friend said sometimes she felt lonely when she and her husband were on their own laptops. I understood how she felt. My husband had a very passive personality. During the restaurant years, I was greatly affected by his unhappy mood and negative attitude. One day, I 'heard' my spirit guide said I was partly at fault of how I felt because I could be (or choose to be) happy no matter what. Over the years, I found what he said was true. We had a choice. We could choose to be happy and joyous no matter what situations we were in. It was our attitude that mattered the most in any situation. (Click to view If he loves me enough, he would have..... )
I asked my friend to think of the things that gave her joy in doing them. For instance, if she liked painting, she could take a painting class on the days she was off. Or, she could put away her laptop and go to the basement to do some paintings. If her husband had no plan for the day, she could plan where she wanted to go or how she wanted to spend the day. It was their day off, her husband would likely agree if she suggested.
What are the things that give you joy, my friends? In truth, we are expressions of love and joy. When our life is not, it may be a reminder to look within and see if we need to make some adjustments in the way we live or the way we look at a situation.
Love and peace,
Q of D
**Life is far more complicated than what seems to be on the surface. It is no coincidence we are members of a family. Some parents may have tried their best, but their children turn out to be an alcoholic or a drug addict. Therefore, it would be wrong to generalize that it is the fault of the parents. Earth is a school. Each one of us has different lessons to learn and challenges to overcome.
May all of us live, love, and learn in the ease and grace of the Loving Divine. Amen.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Making Decisions
Greetings!
In life, we face many different situations, and at times we have to make some hard decisions.
It can be a decision to quit a job and find a new one. It can be a decision to walk away from an old relationship and start anew. It may be someone who never wants to get married, but now there is someone he or she really cares about. It can be a drug addict or an alcoholic who finally comes to a point that "I don't want to live like this anymore and I need help!" These are some of the life changing decisions that we make.
There are also other decisions we make from time to time. They may not be those big decisions as the above, but they are important in our journey of life.
One night years ago after lots of inner struggle, I had made such an important decision. I talked to my guides and angels. I told the Divine my decision, and asked that Thy Will be done (the Will for the Greatest Good for me and for all). As I prayed, these words came to me -
"Physical life is all about feelings and relationships. Treasure any feeling that comes to you. It is alright. Know that pain, hurt, joy and in your words 'whatever' are the emotions that come with living a physical life. Life is also about making decisions. You have made a decision today. Do not be afraid to make a decision or take risk. It is all part of life. You will not regret it. Just be."
In the morning, my mind was still very much on the decision I made. Right after I took a shower, I was 'moved' to walk into the bedroom. I turned on the radio, and "Pieces of A Dream - Night Vision" was on! My heart was filled with peace and joy! I was also guided to see angel numbers again and again on that day. It really helped to put my mind at ease with my decision.
So, my friends, is there anything that has been troubling you? Don't be afraid to make a decision for a change for the better. Understand that even if you choose not to take any action at this time, it is quite alright. It is a decision too! It certainly does not help if our mind is occupied by an issue day and night. When we lose our peace, the flow of life or love is in some ways blocked. We feel drained, and cannot think clearly.
When my mind is not at peace, I ask my guides and angels to help me. Many times I wake up with thoughts and inspirations that help to restore my peace. Your guides and angels are always there for you too.
Whatever decision we make, it is important to remember that we are connected. We should always make a decision based on love - love of self and others. We ask the Loving Divine to surround the situation and the person (or persons) involved with Light of Love. Then we trust that All Is Well, and let it go.
May peace be with you.
Love,
Q of D
In life, we face many different situations, and at times we have to make some hard decisions.
It can be a decision to quit a job and find a new one. It can be a decision to walk away from an old relationship and start anew. It may be someone who never wants to get married, but now there is someone he or she really cares about. It can be a drug addict or an alcoholic who finally comes to a point that "I don't want to live like this anymore and I need help!" These are some of the life changing decisions that we make.
There are also other decisions we make from time to time. They may not be those big decisions as the above, but they are important in our journey of life.
One night years ago after lots of inner struggle, I had made such an important decision. I talked to my guides and angels. I told the Divine my decision, and asked that Thy Will be done (the Will for the Greatest Good for me and for all). As I prayed, these words came to me -
"Physical life is all about feelings and relationships. Treasure any feeling that comes to you. It is alright. Know that pain, hurt, joy and in your words 'whatever' are the emotions that come with living a physical life. Life is also about making decisions. You have made a decision today. Do not be afraid to make a decision or take risk. It is all part of life. You will not regret it. Just be."
In the morning, my mind was still very much on the decision I made. Right after I took a shower, I was 'moved' to walk into the bedroom. I turned on the radio, and "Pieces of A Dream - Night Vision" was on! My heart was filled with peace and joy! I was also guided to see angel numbers again and again on that day. It really helped to put my mind at ease with my decision.
So, my friends, is there anything that has been troubling you? Don't be afraid to make a decision for a change for the better. Understand that even if you choose not to take any action at this time, it is quite alright. It is a decision too! It certainly does not help if our mind is occupied by an issue day and night. When we lose our peace, the flow of life or love is in some ways blocked. We feel drained, and cannot think clearly.
When my mind is not at peace, I ask my guides and angels to help me. Many times I wake up with thoughts and inspirations that help to restore my peace. Your guides and angels are always there for you too.
Whatever decision we make, it is important to remember that we are connected. We should always make a decision based on love - love of self and others. We ask the Loving Divine to surround the situation and the person (or persons) involved with Light of Love. Then we trust that All Is Well, and let it go.
May peace be with you.
Love,
Q of D
Friday, February 22, 2013
Who's driving?
Greetings!
In my post A conversation on our way to a produce market, my husband had an aha moment when he connected the bumpy road and the repaved road to our attitude towards life. Today I would like to share my aha moment with you.
After shopping at different stores, we were about to go home. Before my husband started the car, I suggested to go on another road. If we stayed on the same road, we were likely to run into a traffic jam because a certain part of that road was always congested. We had experienced traffic jam many times before. My husband was a safe driver, but he was not very patient with traffic. He often complained about having to stop at red lights, traffic jams, cars cutting in front of us without signalling, and other people that drove slowly. That was why I suggested to go on another road where the traffic was light.
After hearing my suggestion, my husband chose to stay on the same road. He said there should be no traffic jam because it was not the rush hour. I was fine with his decision for we were not in a hurry.
When we arrived at that part of the road, there was indeed a traffic jam. The cars crawled along the road. After quite a while, my husband said he would make a right turn when we reached the next intersection. When we reached an intersection, the red light was on. Our car was the first car behind the red light. I saw the cars in front of us were moving smoothly towards the next traffic light. It meant we had driven past the congested part of the road. I told my husband that there was no need to turn because the traffic ahead seemed to be fine. However, as the light turned green, he turned right anyway. He said he did not want to take any chance because the traffic might still be congested if we stayed on that road.
After he made the turn, we soon found a semi truck blocking the road right before a traffic light. The green light was on, but we had to wait for the semi truck to get out of the way. When we eventually drove past the traffic light, we found the road led to a big enclosed housing complex. In order to get to the other road, we had to drive back to the traffic light where we saw the semi truck!
During the delay, my husband turned to look at me a couple of times. I knew he thought I must be upset because we could have already been home if he had listened to me. On this day, I looked at what happened as the way of life - sometimes things went smoothly; at other times, we experienced delay or setback.
After my husband finally drove on the road (that I had suggested) for a while, he said, "It feels much better driving on this road." I smiled and said, "Yes, it is. The traffic on this road is always light."
Suddenly, I connected what happened this day to "Who's driving?", the words that our older son said on a few occasions. In an instant, many things including scenes and feeling of the past events came to my mind. It was like a sudden download of an understanding, or a spark appeared to light up an area that was in the dark. And, I had my aha moment.
In recent years, our son took it as his responsibility to drive us on some occasions and long distance trips. He drove a lot and knew the roads better than us. However, on a few occasions, his attitude got to us when we were in his car. If he missed a turn or got lost on the way, he got mad at himself. He rarely asked for directions, and did not want any advice. Sometimes he drove ahead instead of returning to where he should turn. He wasted time and gas in driving round and round trying to come up with his way of getting there. If we said anything, he would answer sternly, "Who's driving? Is that you or me?"
His father was angry at his behavior. I said, "As a son, you cannot talk to your parents like that. Where is the respect?" He said, "It has nothing to do with respect. I respect you and Dad. But, I just don't want any advice right now."
His "who's driving" attitude also extended to other area of his life. After he graduated from the university, he always wanted to fight with time. He said, "When I lived on campus, many of my friends partied all night. I wanted to go to parties like them, but, I had to work and study. Now I have a job, I will make up for the lost time." He stayed up late into the night hanging out with his friends or watching TV. When we talked to him, he said, "I work hard. I pay my bills on time. I take care of my responsibilities. It is my life. I can live the way I want to."
When I connected what happened on that day to our son's "Who's driving", I realized it was true that each one of us was the driver of our own car. In my dreams, cars were symbolic to the vehicles (forms or bodies) we took on to live a physical life. In other words, each one of us was in the driver seat of our own life.
On that day, I had given my husband some suggestions. As the driver of his car, he had made his own decisions as how he wanted to drive home. With his decisions, it took us a long time to arrive home, but, we got home anyway. I was at peace because I recognized he was driving or he was the driver of his car. With regard to our son, I respected his decisions most of the times, but as a mother, sometimes I worried about him. I wished he would listen to me. When I had the aha moment, I understood I had to fully recognize the fact that he was in charge of his life. I might voice my opinions, but I should let go of my concerns / worries. It was his life, and he was responsible for his decisions.
We were all passengers or bystanders on other people's life paths. We might render our opinion / comment / advice. However, it was up to others if they wanted to accept or ignore what we said. Other people played the same roles in our life. We were all responsible for the decisions we made. After the understanding, I was able to release some of the unease that I felt in our past conflicts. My heart was filled with peace, and I smiled all the way home.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
As a child, our older son was very friendly, outgoing, giving, and generous. Other children liked to talk and play with him no matter where we went (e.g. park, mall and library). When he came home from preschool / kindergarten, he gladly gave all the candies and toys he got in class to his younger brother. In his teens, he was always willing to help others. One report card period, a subject he used to get A+ dropped a grade. Though I wondered why, I did not ask him to explain. I normally praised my sons or said some words of encouragement. Many days later, my son talked about one of his friends. He said his friend had been sick and could not go to class for a while. Days before the examination, my son gave his notebook to this friend and asked him to keep it until the examination was over.
He was a teenager when the challenging restaurant years began. The experience must have quite an effect on him. He helped as much as he could in the restaurant. He and his brother never asked for pay when they worked because they understood the situation. Later, he had a part time job after school. He willingly gave me his pay checks because he knew we struggled to pay the bills. I asked him to open an account so that he could save some money for college. But he did not. One day, he asked me for $200. I was worried becaused I did not understand why he needed $200. I gave it to him because it was in truth his money. He and his brother bought a small TV for us (their parents) so that we could watch television in the kitchen of the restaurant.
As a grown-up, those that did not know him well saw him as materialistic, shallow, and inconsiderate. In many ways, he had presented himself that way. One day in a class sponsored by the company, people were asked why they liked their jobs. My son raised his hand. He said, "I work here for the money." When he came home, he said, "Mom, why do people seem to be stunned by my answer? I am just being honest. We all work there because of money." I said to him, "Other people may see you as shallow and inconsiderate, but I know you are much deeper than that." He asked, "How is it so?"
One day at work, a coworker who came from another country brought her favorite ethnic food for everybody to try. Some declined to try, and those that tried showed they did not like it. Seeing how disappointed the coworker was, my son forced himself to finish his bowl of food. The coworker was overjoyed that there was one person that liked the food, and immediately refilled his bowl . . .
One year, a few days before the Thanksgiving Day, he told me his company did not give turkeys to the employees as they used to. I said it was fine. We could buy a turkey. He eventually let me know he lied. He had given the turkey to a shelter because a coworker told him a turkey might not mean much to those who could afford to buy one, but a turkey meal on Thanksgiving Day meant a lot to those that were homeless. I was very proud of him.
Some years ago, we lived in an apartment that did not allow pets. One night, his friend called to tell him that he and his fiancee found a stray pregnant cat in the parking lot of their apartment. They did not take her in for they already had a female cat. They were afraid the two cats might not get along. My son wanted to drive over there to check on the cat. It was almost 1 a.m., and it was cold. I said he should not go, but he left anyway. He came home many hours later. This was what happened. He found the cat. The cat was very friendly. She jumped inside his car. My son decided to let her stay in the car because it was very cold outside. The cat jumped on his lap, and they kept each other warm until the sun rose. It was no wonder he brought a stray kitten home years later. (Click to view my post A gift from Mei Mei and a blessing from the Divine )
His 'big words' or comments sometimes made people swayed their heads. It was understandable that some regarded him as naive. Despite of his words, he always gave his all at work. In situations where others might be discouraged, he held a positive outlook and forged forward. He often volunteered when others needed a ride or a helping hand in moving. Our sons did not have a car during the years they were in college. I understood why my older son had this idea of fighting with time to make up for the lost time. He did not talk much about his personal life and work. He was like that since he was young. I saw the other side of him through observation and the bits he shared with me. After hearing what I said, he was quiet for a while. From the expression on his face, I knew we had communicated on a deeper level. He was appreciative of what I said.
We are all interconnected. As members of a family, we are closely connected and each serves as a tool in the lessons we planned to learn.
With love and faith I share with you my experience. Good night!
Peace,
Q of D
In my post A conversation on our way to a produce market, my husband had an aha moment when he connected the bumpy road and the repaved road to our attitude towards life. Today I would like to share my aha moment with you.
After shopping at different stores, we were about to go home. Before my husband started the car, I suggested to go on another road. If we stayed on the same road, we were likely to run into a traffic jam because a certain part of that road was always congested. We had experienced traffic jam many times before. My husband was a safe driver, but he was not very patient with traffic. He often complained about having to stop at red lights, traffic jams, cars cutting in front of us without signalling, and other people that drove slowly. That was why I suggested to go on another road where the traffic was light.
After hearing my suggestion, my husband chose to stay on the same road. He said there should be no traffic jam because it was not the rush hour. I was fine with his decision for we were not in a hurry.
When we arrived at that part of the road, there was indeed a traffic jam. The cars crawled along the road. After quite a while, my husband said he would make a right turn when we reached the next intersection. When we reached an intersection, the red light was on. Our car was the first car behind the red light. I saw the cars in front of us were moving smoothly towards the next traffic light. It meant we had driven past the congested part of the road. I told my husband that there was no need to turn because the traffic ahead seemed to be fine. However, as the light turned green, he turned right anyway. He said he did not want to take any chance because the traffic might still be congested if we stayed on that road.
After he made the turn, we soon found a semi truck blocking the road right before a traffic light. The green light was on, but we had to wait for the semi truck to get out of the way. When we eventually drove past the traffic light, we found the road led to a big enclosed housing complex. In order to get to the other road, we had to drive back to the traffic light where we saw the semi truck!
During the delay, my husband turned to look at me a couple of times. I knew he thought I must be upset because we could have already been home if he had listened to me. On this day, I looked at what happened as the way of life - sometimes things went smoothly; at other times, we experienced delay or setback.
After my husband finally drove on the road (that I had suggested) for a while, he said, "It feels much better driving on this road." I smiled and said, "Yes, it is. The traffic on this road is always light."
Suddenly, I connected what happened this day to "Who's driving?", the words that our older son said on a few occasions. In an instant, many things including scenes and feeling of the past events came to my mind. It was like a sudden download of an understanding, or a spark appeared to light up an area that was in the dark. And, I had my aha moment.
In recent years, our son took it as his responsibility to drive us on some occasions and long distance trips. He drove a lot and knew the roads better than us. However, on a few occasions, his attitude got to us when we were in his car. If he missed a turn or got lost on the way, he got mad at himself. He rarely asked for directions, and did not want any advice. Sometimes he drove ahead instead of returning to where he should turn. He wasted time and gas in driving round and round trying to come up with his way of getting there. If we said anything, he would answer sternly, "Who's driving? Is that you or me?"
His father was angry at his behavior. I said, "As a son, you cannot talk to your parents like that. Where is the respect?" He said, "It has nothing to do with respect. I respect you and Dad. But, I just don't want any advice right now."
His "who's driving" attitude also extended to other area of his life. After he graduated from the university, he always wanted to fight with time. He said, "When I lived on campus, many of my friends partied all night. I wanted to go to parties like them, but, I had to work and study. Now I have a job, I will make up for the lost time." He stayed up late into the night hanging out with his friends or watching TV. When we talked to him, he said, "I work hard. I pay my bills on time. I take care of my responsibilities. It is my life. I can live the way I want to."
When I connected what happened on that day to our son's "Who's driving", I realized it was true that each one of us was the driver of our own car. In my dreams, cars were symbolic to the vehicles (forms or bodies) we took on to live a physical life. In other words, each one of us was in the driver seat of our own life.
On that day, I had given my husband some suggestions. As the driver of his car, he had made his own decisions as how he wanted to drive home. With his decisions, it took us a long time to arrive home, but, we got home anyway. I was at peace because I recognized he was driving or he was the driver of his car. With regard to our son, I respected his decisions most of the times, but as a mother, sometimes I worried about him. I wished he would listen to me. When I had the aha moment, I understood I had to fully recognize the fact that he was in charge of his life. I might voice my opinions, but I should let go of my concerns / worries. It was his life, and he was responsible for his decisions.
We were all passengers or bystanders on other people's life paths. We might render our opinion / comment / advice. However, it was up to others if they wanted to accept or ignore what we said. Other people played the same roles in our life. We were all responsible for the decisions we made. After the understanding, I was able to release some of the unease that I felt in our past conflicts. My heart was filled with peace, and I smiled all the way home.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
As a child, our older son was very friendly, outgoing, giving, and generous. Other children liked to talk and play with him no matter where we went (e.g. park, mall and library). When he came home from preschool / kindergarten, he gladly gave all the candies and toys he got in class to his younger brother. In his teens, he was always willing to help others. One report card period, a subject he used to get A+ dropped a grade. Though I wondered why, I did not ask him to explain. I normally praised my sons or said some words of encouragement. Many days later, my son talked about one of his friends. He said his friend had been sick and could not go to class for a while. Days before the examination, my son gave his notebook to this friend and asked him to keep it until the examination was over.
He was a teenager when the challenging restaurant years began. The experience must have quite an effect on him. He helped as much as he could in the restaurant. He and his brother never asked for pay when they worked because they understood the situation. Later, he had a part time job after school. He willingly gave me his pay checks because he knew we struggled to pay the bills. I asked him to open an account so that he could save some money for college. But he did not. One day, he asked me for $200. I was worried becaused I did not understand why he needed $200. I gave it to him because it was in truth his money. He and his brother bought a small TV for us (their parents) so that we could watch television in the kitchen of the restaurant.
As a grown-up, those that did not know him well saw him as materialistic, shallow, and inconsiderate. In many ways, he had presented himself that way. One day in a class sponsored by the company, people were asked why they liked their jobs. My son raised his hand. He said, "I work here for the money." When he came home, he said, "Mom, why do people seem to be stunned by my answer? I am just being honest. We all work there because of money." I said to him, "Other people may see you as shallow and inconsiderate, but I know you are much deeper than that." He asked, "How is it so?"
One day at work, a coworker who came from another country brought her favorite ethnic food for everybody to try. Some declined to try, and those that tried showed they did not like it. Seeing how disappointed the coworker was, my son forced himself to finish his bowl of food. The coworker was overjoyed that there was one person that liked the food, and immediately refilled his bowl . . .
One year, a few days before the Thanksgiving Day, he told me his company did not give turkeys to the employees as they used to. I said it was fine. We could buy a turkey. He eventually let me know he lied. He had given the turkey to a shelter because a coworker told him a turkey might not mean much to those who could afford to buy one, but a turkey meal on Thanksgiving Day meant a lot to those that were homeless. I was very proud of him.
Some years ago, we lived in an apartment that did not allow pets. One night, his friend called to tell him that he and his fiancee found a stray pregnant cat in the parking lot of their apartment. They did not take her in for they already had a female cat. They were afraid the two cats might not get along. My son wanted to drive over there to check on the cat. It was almost 1 a.m., and it was cold. I said he should not go, but he left anyway. He came home many hours later. This was what happened. He found the cat. The cat was very friendly. She jumped inside his car. My son decided to let her stay in the car because it was very cold outside. The cat jumped on his lap, and they kept each other warm until the sun rose. It was no wonder he brought a stray kitten home years later. (Click to view my post A gift from Mei Mei and a blessing from the Divine )
His 'big words' or comments sometimes made people swayed their heads. It was understandable that some regarded him as naive. Despite of his words, he always gave his all at work. In situations where others might be discouraged, he held a positive outlook and forged forward. He often volunteered when others needed a ride or a helping hand in moving. Our sons did not have a car during the years they were in college. I understood why my older son had this idea of fighting with time to make up for the lost time. He did not talk much about his personal life and work. He was like that since he was young. I saw the other side of him through observation and the bits he shared with me. After hearing what I said, he was quiet for a while. From the expression on his face, I knew we had communicated on a deeper level. He was appreciative of what I said.
We are all interconnected. As members of a family, we are closely connected and each serves as a tool in the lessons we planned to learn.
With love and faith I share with you my experience. Good night!
Peace,
Q of D
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