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First I wish to thank everyone who has read my past posts & especially the ones who left me such motivating comments, sharing with others is a good way for us to realize we are all people with similar problems with similar solutions by sharing.

Today I was out and about shopping, oh not Xmas shopping like most the other folks I observed while I was out. I had to stock up some vittles and pick up some medicine from my pharmacy today, I did notice the majority of the people out today was not smiling and enjoying their shopping. Has our society forgotten Xmas is about family memories, we give ourselves all this stress this time of the year shopping for the perfect gift(s) for all the special ones in our lives, but how many of you are missing out on many of the pre-holiday fun? All the lights and displays this time of the year is just awesome, most of all the excitement on the children is the most precious gift of all. Xmas is not suppose to be about the gift(s) we give or receive, Xmas is suppose to be about love and family memories which will outlast whatever gift(s) you give or receive most of the time. Take some time to enjoy this time of the year, before you know it Xmas will be here and gone. For me Xmas is about the time I am able to spend with my loved ones, see my family is not as close as I would like us to be any other time of the year but Xmas Eve.

Make Some Awesome Xmas Memories This Year

Well....Yesterday I was at the Hospice where Linda was and when I was there...It seemsd that her eyes might be open just a Hair...so I asked the Nurse about the way she looked and she came in and told me.."Shes awake..she can hear you"....So after the Nurse left.I sat there feeling awkward as to what to say...I held her hand and began by talking about the way things used to be and all that and laughing after what I said as if she was laughing along with me(She never moved)..But for some reason I found it odd that after all this time (never opening her eyes)That she was awake(so to speak)for the only time in 2 weeks....I stayed with her for 3 hours...Her pillow was all wet and I had to get the nirse who told me.."Thats what happens when they are in this condition...So I held her head as the Nurse changed the Pillow case and then put a Towel over the Pillow.........When I moved her head..her eyes opened wide for a split second...And her mouth moved...but no sound..........I stayed with Linda for as long as I could...But I had to go(I had borrowed a car(Truck broke down) and I had to get it back...I kissed Linda on her forehead as I always did and I left..(Not knowing she was hours away from the end)....I just got the call from the Hospice 30 minutes ago...Linda has finally passed away(Was just getting ready to go see her too)..Poor thing...To have to die from starvation and thirst(And all Thats left is the Memories of watching her daily die in this way......I never want to or will be a part of watching someone die in this fashion ever again....."May God Bless you and take you with him Linda".."Youll always be "My Little Sister"............But its strange that she was awake for her final hours for me......Scary and Haunting it will always be............"Some where somehow..Ill find you Linda"...(those were the last words I said to her as I was Leaving).....And now shes gone.......And yes Ken........Im crying like hell right now...................(A 2nd or 3rd opinion and she possibly could still be here now)....But...Shes gone........(Happy Hollidays)(Not this Year)......

This stuffed toy of grey mouse was bought by my sister when she was abroad. Recently she came back with her husband and gave the cartoon toy to Dad, said maybe Dad like it, she thought Dad was a kid?

Now let's see what happened then ...

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At first, Dad saw it with a bit curious, then asked "what is this?"
"It's a cartoon toy, a mouse. Is it cute?" WIth mo answer, Dad watched it again seemed no interested in it. but we thought the mouse looked lovely. Its size is good for hold by hand. I put it on Dad 's bed. After seconds, he picked it up, and threw away on the floor beyond my expectation. I picked up again and threw it back to him.the poor mouse was fallen down on floor again and again and ...

I laughed loud, Dad got a bit annoyed, but not really mean it. He just didn't like the grey mouse on his bed, and I wanted him doing some exercise, so we repeated this Toss games till he felt tired ...

Watching on this, my sister said; "Now I know why Dad neve bought dolls for me when I was a kid. coz he didn't like them at all!" She felt sorry that Dad only bought wind-up toys for her. Also felt sad that 10 years later, when all her toys ( still in good condition ) transfered to me, all were broken down by me. My naive and curious ruined them, I thought I could restore them again, but the restoration never happend, and end up of a pile of messy parts there and sister 's grumble ...

In my old memory, once Dad bought an air balloon for me along the street. I wanted to take it back home to play, but unfortunately the balloon was blown away from my small hand over a bridge when we walked home. The balloon belonged to me just 5 mins. As Dad refused to buy a new one, my dream of playing was gone. Gone With The Wind !!

Now the grey mouse was accompanyed by Miss hedgehog.They are together sitting there, Hope he is not boring at my home ...
By the way, would anyone know the name of the grey mouse? Thanks!

my fiance is not a rich man... he is my father's staff. I like him because he's charismatic and smart. I am not talkative and less smile and he knows how to make me smile...

rich man's easy to get women / men for dating but not easy to get women / men to marry. is that true?

Just wanted to say ...Thank You to those who have been supportive to me on the recent loss of my Mother...I appreciate it very much !!

So the NHS has scheduled my biopsy for 5 minutes before Christmas which not only means I can worry* about the results over the entire festive season, it has properly mucked up any travel plans I would normally have made. I’ll spend it writing, instead, see how far I can mine my imagination.

If money and distance were no object , if anything you could dream up was possible – what would you do over the festive season?



*not really

So bad that I seem to overcome my fever virus,but my daughter seems to still have it. She recovered yesterday,but today, she was asked to do roller skating, and she had to wear the thin shoes for roller skating by the school teacher. I was very worried. I prepared some sugar ginger soup for her, I asked her so many times, she finally swallowed a little bit.She does not like ginger taste. She said it is too spicy. I gave her some coughing capsule and fever medicines.

I worry about her very much! This fever virus is very nasty!

It's a bit funny talking about Dad's biological clock. Cos he always stays in bed, he mixs up the time of the day and night. Before he is a very punctual person.

At daytime, whenever the light is bright,the radio is on, even the noice from outside. Nothing can be effected him, he just sleeps tight like a baby except eating and drinking time. I wonder he is following his own inner body clock when to awake up and fall asleep now So when after dinner he awakes widely and activety, his mind vivid and talks more -- he wants his shoes, he wants to get up to school or to work, or wants to go back to his" own" home... At that moment, all things passed before in his life came to appear to his mind again though all were the fragment of old memories. I had to talk with him in mess.

Funny thing would be happened, like once I talked to him; "You looked like an emperor leaning on bed watching TV." He replied:" you are the emperor! Not me." " Why? " "because you are sitting there." Ah, yes, from the images of our emperors,they all sat straight on their chairs...

When it's time to turn off the light, he didn't like the light off and said that I am too stingy to save the electricity, sounded like I was a Scrooge. I had to say the electricity is cut off... but he didn't aware of the air conditioner was still at work.

One thing I had to admit that I made white lies to him someetimes to calm down his emotions. My mom passed for over 3 years which dad forgot maybe, she was the only woman my Dad often mentioned and looked for. In his deep mind, he still missed her I knew. Alas. I didn't know how to answer him when he mentioned her, I tried to avoid the word 'dead' , So a white lie is needed for both of us at the present time...

This lil guy grows daily in leaps and bounds.

From this:



To this in 9 weeks:

I have much clearer feeling about love. Love means responsibility. I love my daughter,if there are good food, I could watch her finish most parts until full, I could work day and night to make sure that she will have a nice start in life, a good education for her future.

If some guy who loves me,I want us love and cherish each other. That is a good way to take care of love, and the love also enrich our life.

Love is not a easy word,are you ready for it?