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How Grandma, brought up and moulded grandkids

Whenever am with my kids, I could hear people say..."you are lucky to have your four kids " . Am supposed to be proud. But the truth, it's not me, that brought them up. Their grandma moulded them that they became good kids .angel
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To be in a BIG Jail

In my million dreams, I never dreamt to be in this place. I had to be confined in a place where, nothing could quenched my thirst.
Yeah, I was so thirsty that I could not be relieved with any beverage. All I needed was alcoholic drinks.
I was a hard drinkers for two years, anytime of the day, I got drunk looked for a fight.
I could still remember at about 8:00 am of July 12, 2005, I was lying on our couch with my youngest son, when my cellphone was beeping , messages notification. I did not mind as I was sleepy from a night work, and thought it was not that important, otherwise it was a call. Then it rang, I picked it. It was a police calling on the other line, telling me my husband got accident and they brought him to a nearest hospital. When he mentioned the hospital, thought my husband was not that serious as it is, a small hospital with no facilities, good only for first aid. But hurriedly i went. I dropped by at my office to take some medicines with the thought my husband would need it, and my sister was so hysterical , as she also received a phone call from the police station. I supposed drove a van but she said it would be safe to have a PUV as I had no sleep yet. While we were riding in a bus I was praying the Lord's Prayer. And the phrase, THY KINGDOM COME THY WILL BE DONE was so emphasizing. When we reached the said hospital, there were lots of people there, including my husband's relatives and our friends. I saw a man sitting near the entrance of the hospital, he was with my husband riding in that motorcycle. I asked what happened. He just stared at me. One of our closest friend, told me.."Gie be strong, look at the sky and ask Him for strenght." I replied , what are you talking about?, I don't like your joke"". I went directed to the Emergency Room, with the thought my husband would still be there. But a nurse stopped me. I was almost mad, when the doctor came out,, and told me, "Mrs. be strong, I am sorry, but he is gone". I felt I was so writhe . The place of accident was deserted and none came to help. The driver who side swiped run, did not helped them.
It was the hardest time of my life. Thought it was the end of the world for me. How unfair the world was. The next month was supposed he scheduled to return to work as a sailor and supposed it was his last contract , and will no longer work overseas, as we talked that things was quite difficult for me managing a 3 chained business, so we supposed concentrate on our business and be together, and thought of having time for each other.
Since then, I turned to alcohol, which I never tasted since I was small. I wanted to feel strong with alcohol. I let my husband's remain in our house for 3 months, which most people, thought, I was out of my mind. But the fact that, I could not accept that he is gone. He might caused a lot of stressed in me as a good looking man attractive to women, a chain smoker, and hanged out with neighbors with drinking sessions. But he was responsible husband , never forgot to tell me am beautiful, never forgot to have that compliment everyday....he cooked for me whenever he's home and the love he had for me as his wife and his children and a lot more...
Since then, i became, a person that would easily bite. I decided to be away for a while, took a break. I left my business with my sister, as I was worst, I could not understand the mistakes of my employees.
I went away, got associated with people, enjoyed what they did . Like gambling and night life....that happened in two years. Just to realized I got but little cash in bank, my cheque started to bounced back. Bottom line...I went stray...totally lost.
My two feet brought me in a BIG Jail ..
The first year, I could not be here. This is a real Jail for me,no alcohol, no beer houses, no gambling , cockfighting...
But turning around, looking at people around me, thought,if they were able to stay..I could do as well. 11 years of being here is an accomplishment .angel
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BIG letter "L" for Lotto?

2 won ...1.8 billion plus..
I never tried to play lotto as I just believe, my luck is from my own sweats..but today, a colleague of mine called a family to play for me..
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My Dad and my husband came to my dream last night , which they never appeared since they left. My husband still looked super dooper handsome, huggable,kissable, and my dad as well.
That was weird, but I felt so secured with these two men I loved so much.
My dad was telling me, you have been tested, I have that letter "L" for you.
I felt at peace, secure,and unbelievable feeling of knowing, don't worry about...and..and..and..and.
The right time is coming.
The two of them looked at me, and my dad told me, "you are a strong woman,despite the hardships and sufferings ,you could still smile and tell the world you're OK." I am so proud of you .
Then my husband spoke,with his loving eyes and awesome smile...said "It's time for you to move on"
I was waiting for the "L" all about, just when my alarm clock rang .
I woke up and it was clear as the still water in the ocean.
Wow! Am I going to die today? Did GOD did not grant me that 60 years of life I've been wishing?
"It's time for me to move on?"
I just noticed tears coming out from my eyes. I missed these two men I loved most in my life .
Anyhow , am pondering what L word was all about ..
I shared to my colleague about my dream at work today. Asking what L all about???one said Love..other said LOTTO. So she made the combination of numbers from the b days of these two men, when they died their age etc..and called her family back home to play those numbers for me.
So far 3 numbers came out..40 the age of my husband when he died, 1 his birthday month January, and 45, I did not know how she came out with those numbers.
Anyway , Lotto is not what letter L means ..
I tried to figure out those I get connected with, that the name starts with letter L.
He must be the love of my life???
Any clues about Letter L???kindly drop a comment please..
rolling on the floor laughing cheering teddybear
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Does size matters in marriage???

What came up in your mind ???dunno
Yeah..for me size does matters..
banana
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Two BIG people with BIG heart, BIG minds, and so much love to give...that matters so much in marriage, no matter where we came from, different cultures , ethnicity what ever for as long as the size is BIG..marriage would succeed..you think so Guys????heart wings applause teddybear

Weigh here and there...

Just today, a colleague said, there will be a switching of staffs.
Since saudization was implemented, there should be 70% of Saudi staff in an institution or a company, which is why, a lot of private companies or businesses decided to stopped operation considering wages and quality of works. For us at the government sector, gradually, removing staffs from the lower positions, like cleaner, then the administrative positions. For patient care it would take time .
Last year, I went applying for a job to another country, which luckily I got hired, just that I need to process work permit which it would take time, as I went there with a tourists visa only. I went back to work and supposed submit my resignation . Just that, the admin told me to sign renewal of contract as it's due time already and submit a letter of extension for a specific months.
So i did. But the director asked me the reason. It's because of the danger of lossing a job, because of saudization and that I could not just sit back and wait, as the sole provider of my kid's needs, I cannot be without a job.
The director assured me I will be safe . Well, I love my job, and the company that allows me to travel in other countries with plane fare and hotel accommodation, is a great previlege. Free housing, and all the facilities that includes water and electricity, plus my garden around the house. Things is not that easy to decide. But the fact that, there is no such thing as permanent. So I really need to weigh things over and over again. My next job, the salary is almost the same, just that the cost of living is quite high, and house rent is high too plus I have to shoulder plane tickets whenever going for holiday, which costs a lot. The only thing, I could take my kid's with me, which I wished for us to be together, not that easy though.
One thing more..I need to change job description too, as I have certificate of qualification but I need to study a year more in order for me to practice my profession, well, that's ok. I could start with a job and study when I get settled. Another thing more, considering the age...will I be able to have that brain to be in school again???
Anyhow I communicated to the company I applied abroad, that it would take time processing resignation, there is a need to have clearances. The position will still be open, as more staff are needed. So I rested my thoughts about, what am I supposed to do, as it caused stress
But here I go again..
I talked to the Boss about switching of staffs today from the main site to our satellite and vice versa. And there is already the name of the staff, and am sure the said staff will never want to transfer as the job is more toxic at the main site. They are doing the switching as gradually they want Saudis to fill the position. Good thing, the said staff will not be sent home. The said staff, did not know yet, but am trying to asked "what if"? The answer is negative.
Just thought, I will sacrifice, since I had that intention to leave the job anyway, I thought to volunteer to transfer, that would take 7 months more. Puzzled, puzzled and puzzled..
confused though I trust HIM ,angel
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Looking Back

Childhood memories is the best memories I always loved to reminisce .
At age 5, I had to to woke up like 4am as that's the time where my father used to got up, to fed our carabaos, I had to run after my father, jumped up over one of his carabaos.
He used to tell stories like the monkey and the turtle and the like stories while we pasture those carabaos. Then we had to bring them to the river to bathe them. I used to swam with that river with those carabaos..huhhh..and those carabaos pooped.rolling on the floor laughing after bathing we had to bring them to the rice farm, to plow the field. It was how I enjoyed my childhood. We had to crossed the river when going to school, even there was flood . That made me a good swimmer. At school, I excelled having my mother involved in a politics, a leader in our community. Her influenced helped a lot so for me to had that edged to my classmates ..so I always lead the class til I graduated in high school. Well I could not hide the fact that, people around us considered me as the most stubhorn of all my parents children. What I wanted, I will surely get, with all means. But my being stubhorn, is with sense of direction. My parents as farmer and a plain housewife, that's the only means of living. But the 8 children, in the family, we were able to finished college and became professionals, which is why I always proud of my parents. Just recently my mom received as the most outstanding parents, and a good leader in the community, she is at age age 81 now.
Going back to my passion, I enjoyed in the farm than at the house. So I never learned how to cook, even when I settled down, my husband is a good cook anyway. Lol.But, the farm thing, that's my expertise, my parents believed I have that green thumb. I dreamt to be one of the best agriculturists , just that, I was not meant to be. My elder sister enrolled me in Commerce as she did not want me to live in the farm in my entire life. I never like the Course, so I did not studied seriously , and just finished one semester and decided to stopped than spending money that my parents worked so hard. My uncle offered, to send me to school provided I will take up BS Pharmacy. Raised in a poor family, I thought it was a great opportunity. So I grabbed it. Which is why I became a pharmacist instead of agriculturists..But I do loved my profession, and enjoy my job too. Well, am a person who enjoy what's on my hand. But in my heart, that passion working in the farm is still within me. Anyhow, I did enjoy with my gardens around me right now, which serves as my alarm clock, as i really had to got up early, to water them.i don't buy vegetable in the market or groceries no more as I want to make sure what am cooking is free from chemicals that could be harmful to health. So far I have many in my garden, cauliflower,brocolli,letucces, bokchoy, and a lot more. I even harvested some brought them to the market and exchange with some like, onions garlic. Bottom line my hobby, is of great helped, for me and my colleagues as well. Lemon grass, huhhh..I have numerous, this grass which is good to help lower the cholesterol when used as tea. Where ever I travelled I used collecting seeds.
My papaya from West Africa, is the sweetest papaya I ever taste.
Looking back from where I came from, I am grateful, that I was brought up in a family where I came from, that moulded me to became a person who I am now. And in my heart I still have that dream to live where I was. A farm house surrounded with beautiful gardens. Imagining it, I already felt..it would be a paradise.
Well, guys I was thinking the best title for this , but, just that, I could not think more than this.
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Beware......

So you won't experience things like this....... ..????:
Am referring to the viewers and scammers too..
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Fighting for your man...worth killing???

on our 10th year as a married couple..roughly 3 years was the most that were together.
Married life, not just happy and sweet . But there were lots of trials . Both could be attracted to anyone, and would lead to lost of trust between each other. But, either a wife or a husband should fight to keep the love and marriage.
My husband once had an affair as alleged by my elder sister and wanted to proved it. She brought me to a restaurant where she saw my husband with other woman and a couple sharing a table. Well, I wanted to confront face to face, but I had that 2nd thought. Giving him a chance, so as if I did not saw them. My husband disappear so quick, guilty???
When he's gone I talked to the woman as alleged by my elder sister, his other woman. I approached politely and professionally but I was straight forward, no beating around the bush. I asked her, if they have something intimate. But she remained speechless. If there is nothing, I did asked an apology as the proof was not that strong. Anyhow I asked her, if there is...i told her, "just make sure to make him happy more than I did, if not,...I will kill you, for destroying my family".
Well, I got busy with my business, but in as much as I could, I keep my most to have time for both of us. When I went home that day, everything at home was well organized, my husband did everything to catched my attention. I felt so home , so wholesome. He was expecting me to at least say something, but I expressed my appreciation on what he did at home. Then he asked me to say something. About what??my replied to him.
He said, I was torturing him, for being silent.
Well, I just told him, "just don't do it again".

Since then, I saw how dedicated my husband was , in our family.

Is it really worth killing, keeping a man????

banana doh ::
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Hiding the pain to save the relationship..

My husband was a man, that I may say, every woman would want. We met during college days. He is my only BF and me as his only GF. We did broke up coulpe of times, as me, as the most dearest daughter in the family, parents wanted the best for me. My mother wanted a man wearing a necktie for me. Which is very opposite to my BF which is a rugged type man. After graduation in college, took the licensure exam and immediately I started to work. Without preparing for a couple's life, me and my BF lived in without marriage as my parents never want me to marry him. I got pregnant and got married two months after I delivered our first baby. We really was like love birds . His job, was sailing and sailing for 9 months and went home for 3 months. Everytime he's home I used to organized his suitcase. We were on our 3rd year, when I found a letter from a woman, the heading...Dearest....at the bottom I love you ". My tears started to drop and profusely flowing. I cried because when I tried to assessed myself, I could be counted as the best wife. All I did was loved him, became stubhorn , fighting for our love.
When he came home and saw me crying, he asked what's wrong. I replied nothing, I just felt like crying...
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In myself, if I would asked whose that woman, and he would reply, that he loved her, and she is beautiful than me..crying crying I would lost him. And I loved him that much and could not afford to lose him. He got mad telling me, to shout at him, or anything I would do, just to tell him what was wrong. But I just hugged him. I kept that pain the whole time of our marriage. I told myself, I will never allow no one to take away my husband from me. And yes i kept that promise ...
So I guess, keeping the pain, works to keep the relationship in place...cheering applause heart beating
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Give and hundredfolds will return to you.

After work today, I asked our company bus driver to stop by at the ATM machine as I need some cash, which to be in this place is not that easy going out.
One of the Saudi Colleague tease me, that I will give all staff inside the bus 100 box, as hundredfolds will return and I will become rich.
I replied, it should not be asked, it should be given freely. And besides i don't dream to be rich...lol. I could survive everyday provide the needs of my kids, what else I should ask for???Good health is the wealth I knew, more than money.
Besides, I will just give to the needy not to those who has more than me.
She insisted , no no, you have to give to all of us. Ok, I said let me take the money first so you would know.
When I got up inside the bus, I asked her, "you forgot what you've said right"?
You see it took me just a few minutes, because the ATM machine had no difficulties counting what I need. Lol
Besides, I would only give secretly. As when you gave bragging that hundredfolds is already paid to you.

Cats cared more than humans do

I got up a bit late yesterday, as there was a birthday party the other night that made me slept late. Though I felt like want to be on bed for a bit more, but tried to got up, as my plants waited for me to be watered. I immediately opened the water faucet connected to a sprinkler, somewhat a water irrigation, to water all my plants. With much surprised I heard kittens crying. Ohhh they were hit by water and cats just afraid of water. I tried to take a look. And a cat is giving birth to 5 kittens,I thought. But there came another one..so 6 kittens. But since they were wet, I put a cloth to kept them warm. At mid day I checked and saw one died..so I threw in a trash. Before I got dark I checked again and gave food which I previously cooked for that mother cat. She keeps on going around me, instead of eating the food I gave. She already hid her kittens transferred to another place, but they kept crying so I wanted to check as they might be wet . Huhhhh I made a step, and the cat bit me up....I wonder why???
Good thing she did not bite me that hard, but I got an anti tabbies shot anyway .
In my thoughts, why she did it, when I was trying to take care of them. I just realized, she was searching for her one kitten I threw. Touched me a lot, how this cat cared so much when she has 5 kittens with her. And humans, there's been news, a fetus in a trash , a baby wrapped with plastic bags ..Ghosh, and the kind news.
Cats have more heart and conscience than humans??? Cats has no shame??? Humans was designed by God as highest form animals, with instinct ...why shame overpowers the thought that a fetus,a baby is innocent, they might have a better contributions in the world if given a chance to live..
Am seeing my wound, a cat is ready to kill, to protect her kittens. Yes I could die because of rabbies....lol..yay doh very mad teddybear
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The saddest thing is..ending up without goodbyes

Things started with a like, then here comes the Hi and Hello..and there you go, knowing each other. Communication sounds like...we both knew each other that much. Poured out the content of our heart. Building trust with each other...then ...what happened???
Why you are gone???
I actually hate goodbyes..but one could at least "say something I'm giving up on you"?







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