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I love to read the newspaper in a set fashion.

First the sports, then the section with the funnies and the advice letters, then the business section, followed by the local news section and last the front page section.

I think I like the advice letters section because people just can't figure some of the simplest things out by themselves. In this letter I have chosen to blog about this woman has a son that is slightly overweight and Mom just frets about it.

She goes on and on about how he used to listen and mind when he was a young boy but now that he has grown up he doesn't seem to want to listen to her advice. She further complains that she made an appointment for him to see a doctor but he didn't show for the visit. She is also in a tizz because he hasn't explained anything to her.

The advice columnist ripped into her and said, basically, you need to mind your own business now that your son has grown up.

My advice would have been: He listened to you as a kid because he had to. He also surely thought that "when I grow up" and you know the rest of the story.

I think he has her figured out not to respond to her pushiness and just in one ear and out the other then he forgets about it. Pretty slick dude!!

I have not been here on blogs for a while, but would like to say happy Thanksgiving to all in the states.. And to all my family around the world on blogs,,hope you have a great day and may GOD bless you and family

many saying said about life that life is not always fair, life is about choice, life is not an easy thing to live. especially when we have to make a choice, make a decision between 2 or 3 important things in life. for our future. whether you will be happy or sad, whether you will be succeed or lose.

making a decision is not as easy as talking... not as easy as give advice or suggestion when friend comes to us with dilemma and have to make a choice. for me this is just about a courage to make a decision. i can say this bcos many times i was in this situation in my job. why a manager get well paid? bcoz they bear a big responsible for any decision they made....

but in daily life, some people keep considering what the best to do between 2 choices if they have to choose only 1. spend a lot of time and put themselves even deeper in confusion. this situation will not good for them, can be affecting their healthy and mood. but some people can make a decision and make a choice pretty fast as they know what they want and they know what the best for them.
So, why people prefer to stay in confusing and still cant make a decision which one they will choose? it can be many reason. in this matter, I cant say about encouragement bcoz it is not about yes or not, right or wrong, but according to me it would be more about what the next will happen if they choose this or that.

when a friend come to me to share and say that they are confuse as they are forced to make a choice.. I maybe will advise them to make a list of plus and minus between 2 choices, so they will know what is the best between 2.

but how if the case about love ? about feeling ? do you think by making "plus and minus list" will be helpful?
for example : if I were one of the choices, if I love him..I might leave him for his happiness. I will not let him make "plus and minus list" as it would not be fair for both of us.

what is your opinion? what do you think?

hope you dont have to make any choice in your life... as you know what the best for you.

Now who said long distance relationships does not work? I lost my heart to somebody in another country on the other side of the world and I will still have to wait another six weeks before seeing her. Why is Oz so bloody far from here?

It grieves me to think that she will only be here in SA for 4 weeks before returning to Australia. She is still very attached to her mother and I will have to work on that. I don’t know why she wants to drag her mother along on the trip. Mind you, I would like to see her mother as well… as long as she does not interfere too much when we want to spend time together.

The latest photos from Aussie Land have me pacing up and down in my room and at times, I want to crawl up the wall from pure frustration. All I ever think of is she. Can a man of my age be so in love?

I try to control the feeling and think of other things but time after time I catch myself thinking of her again. It is a good thing photos don’t wear out when you look at them for too long because all I do all day is to stare at her pics.

And the uncertainty is driving me mad. What if she does not like me when she sees me for first time? Will she like me as much as I like her?

I guess only time will tell and I will count the days until I finally can get to meet the new love in my life.


Now have a wonderful day and don’t go falling in love with strangers.

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!

It's over 02;00 am here. but I can't sleep any more though felt very tired both in mental and physical.I worried so much about Dad's heavily cough...

Just back from hospital for a consulting for my Dad. He still suffered from his old disease which scared me and need medicine again I think, I left my phone number to that doctor and she will give me a back call about 08;00am. If there has an empty bed at inpatient department. Then Dad can directly go there. I hope it could be worked soon ...

Best wishes to you all. Now I need a short sleep for a while.

After 10 days treatment at a big hospital, Finally, my Dad's heavily pheumonia (both his lungs ) seemed under control. The next step before me was; to take him back to that nursing hospital or take him back home with me? According to his current weak body situation (he unable take care of himself), I knew clearly that my duties in the future days... after calculating my abilities of caring and other uncertain affairs would be happened. My wish to fulfill his desire(back home) guided me making this decision at last:take him back living with me.

After a long distance travel, last evening the 120 took us back from Pudong to Puxi and after one night rest, this morning he knew that he was at home and felt happy. I could feel that from the way he looked at me and his smiling. The familiar surroundings, my face, my voice, my touch and everything can comfort him I know. I am still his dear daughter though he was away from home for more than a year and a half .

In short, the family affections are more than anything else I don't want him feel alone while walking on the last journey of his life.


With Dad last year at nursing hospital.

Busy now , will be back in my free time. Good wishes to you all!

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.

Last week, while mending the fence, my neighbour’s wife came over to chat with me. While talking, her seven year old son joined us, asking if he could help me. The woman was astonished. I suppose with five kids in the house she could do with all the help from the children she could get.

“Why don’t you ever ask me that?” she asked him reproachfully.

The boy looked at his mother and asked;”Mommy, can I help the uncle?”

I suppose that boys, even at that age, don’t want to do “a woman’s work”.


Eish, Sunday allready. the weekend is allmost over!

I have to admit,looking in the mirror,at 80 whole yrs.that I`ve been here,& wonder,as most of us women,sooner or later, kind of turn into our mothers.
Boy,did she use her charm,-Yeah,at every turn,(to her advantage)!! At the butchers,she`d curse at the government.But,at each holiday,she sang "God Bless America" the loudest of anyone...Never mind that she entered the U.S.A.at 16,couldn`t speak English,but found work, sewing clothing,in New York.Met a man, & married him. Had a child, but the husband died.
At the time they had moved to Detroit,Michigan.Her husband`s cousin was available,& she had an eye for him.She said one thing,& he told us another...She hid his coat,on a cold winter`s day-then married him.(need I say more)?
While I was one of five,Pa never said much, because she was the dominent one-got things done,though he`d never admit it.If there was a chance for money-there she was,no matter how little.
During the prohibition,a lot of people were inspired to make liquor,of some kind.The bottles were hid under beds,& other places.Ma got her way,threatening Pa with a broom to eradicate the booze,if things did`nt go her way.
Usually,not because she wanted her way,but because she was savy,& he had the devil may care attitude,that didn`t amount to much, but at least had a good work ethic.
Ma,also had boarders,& she chose the ones with good jobs,get them drinking,dancing,flipping quarters,nichols & dimes under my feet,while I danced,to the accordion they played,& they had some joy,during dark days,before the great depression.
I noticed that ,so much later,when they came to our new house.She`d tell them it was my birthday. She`s poke them with her elbow, c*ck her head in my direction & say, "give here something, it`s her birthday".them wink at them...and at the age of 5-10,how many birthdays could a little kid have?-
!Twenty dollars was a lot,but it was immediately snached out of my hand, while she said "You too young"..
..Then,meals were always made for neighbors, when there was a death or celebration in someone`s family,-she had heart, too. But after a conversation she had with the mayor, she`d only deal with the top-brass...she had trees removed,& didn`t need the leaves.Imagine,taking all that trouble to rake leaves(that weren`t hers,to the neigbor`s front yard,because they belonged to them)& they should clean them up....again!!!!!
She was diligent in every decision,she made. That was Ma.I copied the diligence,but I`m afraid that the deception was a little too much.God love her..just before she passed on,her words to us,(& all can remember):"just love each other".