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There is no such thing as “equality” between a man and a woman. We can only be truly happy in a relationship if we understand and accept our imperfections and roles in a relationship.

Men are always the protector, the provider, the tougher and stronger one. Men do harder work that women can’t physically achieve. Men pick up the gun , keep his wife and kids safe in the room before opening the door and face the dangers outside. Men make and take the hard the decisions that women will have hard time deciding. Men can take emotional and physical pain to keep going than most women ever could. Men will man up and do everything to keep his woman, children and family safe. With some exception, men have the balls.

Women are there to support the men who protect them . Women’s emotional, mental, social and spiritual supports keep their men going…motivate them to do better and be better men for women, better father for their children. Women may not be physically as tough as the men but we women have plenty softness and gentleness that could melt our man’s heart and make a better man out of him. Though many women tried to replace a man’s place by wearing a “strap on”…balls will always be for the men.

We shout for “equality”…women go out to work and try to succeed more than other men ever could…resulting in broken family, neglected children, divorces. We can work and provide for our children too but how far will we go to prove that we are “equal” to the men?

This is my personal opinion and does not apply to “men” who aren’t man enough nor “women” who are too tough and strong to be a woman.

Been busy these days, so tired of being strong…I need a man!


Miss the fun banters here...hope you all having a nice day/night there

I have often wondered about my purpose here on earth; for I do believe that we are all placed here with a purpose.

I have done ok for myself and there is nothing that I need to be ashamed of in my past; yet I have achieved nothing. I have not written a song, have not published a book and have not planted a proper tree. I have not fathered a son. I have done nothing.

The day I lay my head down my name dies with me; and so does the name of my father. Of the three sons my father sired, I’m the only one still alive and none of us produced a son to carry his name forward. His branch of the bloodline ends with me.

I fathered two daughters, my next brother one and my youngest brother had no children. We were very poor in children. I wonder if it bothers him. After my last brother died in 2000, he asked me if I planned to have more children.

I think he was still hoping for a grandson then.


Sometimes you disappoint people without intending to do so.

Dad is still in hospital and I am busy to send his food every day. His chronic bronchitis temporary seems under control again but still use nasal feeding ( he can't eat by mouth). A nursing assistant in hospital help me to take care of Dad most of the time, so I am in charge of Dad's daily meals, and have a chance to adjust my status as well. I was really tired.

Here’s my daily schedule:

-- Get up at about 06;00, then go to hospital for Dad’s first meal of his day.(goat's milk + bee milk) then eat my breakfast there,shaving for him, waiting for the ward round time ...
-- At about 09;30 the second meal ( yoghourt ).then I leave for shopping or washing or cooking ...
-- After my lunch, at about 12;30 go to hospital again for Dad’s third meal. (nutritional rice milk I made). Then back home having a small nap...
-- At about 15;30. Go there again for his fourth meal (cow’s milk+ banana) and clean his mouth cavity if necessary...
-- At about 18;30 , send him the fifth meal same like the third one...

All his 5 meals I feed him by myself, the hospital has special food offered. But I don't like eat the same stuff all the time which packaged in a bottle already .

Fortunately.An acquaintance of my family sent his unused,eighty percent new bicycle to me and I sent my old one to a bike repaired person. Now with it I like a bee “flying” quickly from home to hospital and shopping as well. Oh, by the way , it is a quality brand named "phoenix" which was made in Shanghai. Blue colour, my favorite.



Ok, time to go ,wish you all well!

At last I have my own place again. When I saw the place, I fell in love with it. It had been badly vandalized during the last year since the previous owner absconded to Mozambique.

All the electrical fittings, wires, and cables were stolen. All the plumbing, including the hot water cylinder, were ripped out. Almost every room have holes in the ceilings as they were searching for the hot water cylinder, aluminum sliding doors and window frames were broken out and even the swimming pool (15 cm of filthy water) filter and pump were stolen and most of the gutters were destroyed.

The house was truly in a bad state but there were so many plusses. Four bedrooms, a massive 75 square meter barbeque room, a garage big enough for three cars, and to top it all, a cozy granny flat. Ah, and then I did not even mention the other 75 sq meter room sitting on top of the barbeque room, also with a fire place and a large balcony.

I made a ridiculous offer for the place, which I thought the bank would reject but they accepted and I became the owner of a 20-year-old ruin.



But now, only a few weeks later, I have rewired the place, restored the plumbing, and had new windows and doors fitted where they were broken out. I have contracted a plumber to install a new hot water cylinder. They installed it on Friday and I have just moved in. Now I’ll tackle the ceilings and have the place painted, leaving the pool for last. I never wanted one. Too much work!

Well, now you know what kept me away from CS for so long, and I suspect that I’ll be busy here for quite a while.

Family, that’s one thing. Even the whacky relatives are part of the furniture, but friends are different, friends are the family you choose.

So - if your friend makes friends with someone you really dislike, and wants to be all pals together, what do you do? Smile sweetly and play nice? Point out the new friend is a troglodyte? Or just quietly back off because anyone who can have that as a friend is obviously not the person you thought they were?

You can do that with friends, but it happens in relationships too. SHE disapproves of HIS friends, HE thinks HERS are a pain in the proverbial. SHE thinks he spends too much time out with his buddies, and doesn't need so many boys nights out, especially with those particular boys. HE blames her friends for every glitch in the relationship. And so it goes on.

Who do you choose in a case like that? Love me, love my friends / Dump the friends, or dump the love / Lay down ground rules / other. Well, that's why I'm asking, really. Has it happened to any of you, that your new best person has a toxic friend, and how did you handle it?

Received the Judgement from the court today, I am offically divorced. Took a painstaking 9 months to finalize and several trips back and forth to the court house..... (one day after my mom's passing...thanks mom)

Ok, they say things come in 3's, so here they are: Last night my baseball team won their final playoff game to appear in the World Series. In their 54 years existence they have gone to the big dance 5 times. This may be the last time I see it in my lifetime....oh, it's the New York Mets. Sorry for you guys from Chicago who haven't been to the dance in 70, yes SEVENTY YEARS. If you beat the Mets I was ok with that, your so overdue.

Great stock trading this week (still one day to go). So, there it is 3 good things in a short period of time. Now, I know three good things are followed by at least a couple bad things, so I'm ready for ya....hit me with your best shot........

So, all in all 11 months of marriage (cost about 50k) not bad....
If you recall, I met her on another dating site, Skyped for 9 months and met in London and brought her back to the USA. Beautiful woman, very intelligent and 17 yrs my junior....who could ask for anything more.....ughh!!!! My words of wisdom......watch out what you wish for.....And I thank the friends I've made here on CS and totally don't like the in fighting....life is too short to fight with people you don't know....save it for the ones you do know.......

I often hear that men are visual creatures. If that is true, a blind man has a definite advantage over the seeing when it comes to sex. They see with their hands, don’t they? No, I don’t envy them; I don’t want to be blind, but I admire the way in which they adapt to their circumstances.

About 35 years ago, I had a colleague who had a blind wife. Let’s call him Jakes. One day I saw them driving and I noticed what a beautiful woman she was. I remarked about her beauty to another colleague and he laughed and said that only a blind woman could marry Jakes. Only then, I learned that she was blind. Granted, Jakes was not good-looking at all, but I think she saw something else in him.

I’m not going to go into the detail of how it came about, but one day after work, the situation arose that Jakes had to drive somebody home in that person’s own car and I had to follow them in his car. His wife was with me in his car. I did not know where our destination was. The traffic was thick and we were separated from one another. I cursed under my breath but she assured me that it is no problem. She said that she knew where they were going.

‘Big Deal’, I thought, but what a revelation it turned out to be. She started giving directions with detailed landmarks as we went along. She frequently asked for feedback as we drove. I asked her if she remembered all this from before she became blind. She said that she was born blind. Just when I thought we were lost forever, she told me to turn right at the next street corner and I will find Jakes at the fourth house on the left. Jakes was just coming out the house as we stopped in front of the gate.

While Jakes drove me back to my own car, I was amazed once more. As we drove along, he patiently explained to his wife, in vivid detail, everything he saw along the way. The traffic lights, the shops, other cars, pedestrians, trees, and everything else. Sometimes she probed him for more detail like color or size. He was her eyes.


Have a great day!

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ELDERS ABUSE AND NEGLECT

I’ve just read an article about abuses and neglects of helpless elders. It’s heart breaking, they are our mother, our father, our aunts, uncles and neighbors. Why many people have turned their back and forgot their elders?

Are they that busy…is it cultural ? or is it selfishness?

I came from a society where in general , parents raise their children with love and taught them how to love and care for their elders and that one day it's our turn to take care of them. With some exceptions, we don’t leave them in “home “ for the aged and let others professionally “care” them . NO, we love our elders and do our best to care them and make them feel so loved. We take our aunts and uncles in our home if they have no kids to care them, even our friends and neighbors. We feel it’s our turn to care and love them as they cared us when we weren’t able to look after ourselves.

Until their last days, we look up to them, they remain to be the king and queen of our household…not a resident of any care facilities.
I love and respect my elders.

I know with all my heart that my son will do the same for me one day.