When it rains, it pours
posted on 11/14/2007
Now, I'm having problems with my car. Looks like I ran over a rock or whatever last night and it hit either the oil tank or some pipe and oil is leaking from my car.
It's on its way to the repair shop now and I'm hoping it's not going to cost an arm and a leg to have it fixed. It sucks.
When it rains, it pours. I feel like Job being tested on my faith... I'm really just hanging on to the thought that He won't give us something we couldn't handle.
On a side note, that's why financial advisers tell you to save for rainy day... it's raining now...
UPDATE I:
OK, I just heard from the service center and so far the base price is not that bad.
UPDATE II :
Scratch that first update, it is bad $1200+
Comments (0)Thy Will Be Done
posted on 11/12/2007
Just between me and Him up there....
Thy will be done, o Lord...
Comments (0)Guestbook
posted on 11/08/2007
I just had this conversation with my co-worker, so I thought I'd say something about it here.
I really appreciate the messages (you) leave in our Guestbook. Some people might think that we (I) don't read it, but I do. It tells me that people care, that you sympathize. And at times I need encouragement and comfort, I re-read the messages. It does matter, and thank you very much.
Comments (0)Guestbook
posted on 11/08/2007
I just had this conversation with my co-worker, so I thought I'd say something about it here.
I really appreciate the messages (you) leave in our Guestbook.
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Poem
posted on 11/05/2007
I like this poem, so I thought I'll put it here :
A Different Child
poem by Pandora MacMillian
People notice
There's a special glow around you.
You grow
Surrounded by love,
Never doubting you are wanted;
Only look at the pride and joy
In your mother and father's eyes.
And if sometimes
Between the smiles
There's a trace of tears,
One day
You'll understand.
You'll understand
There was once another child
A different child
Who was in their hopes and dreams.
That child will never outgrow the baby clothes
That child will never keep them up at night
In fact, that child will never be any trouble at all.
Except sometimes, in a silent moment,
When mother and father miss so much
That different child.
May hope and love wrap you warmly
And may you learn the lesson forever
How infinitely precious
How infinitely fragile
Is this life on earth.
One day, as a young man or woman
You may see another mother's tears
Another father's silent grief
Then you, and you alone
Will understand
And offer the greatest comfort.
When all hope seems lost,
You will tell them
With great compassion,
"I know how you feel.
I'm only here
Because my mother tried again."
Comments (0)Another month
posted on 11/04/2007
Well, another month.
Briar would have been 3months old now.
We were at Fry's Electronics store yesterday, I saw a mom pushing her baby's stroller. I asked her how old her baby is, she said three months. So, that's how Briar should have looked now. It is true what the ladies in SilentGrief says, as the days go by, the more you are faced with the fact that you are not going to see your baby again - and the more you think about how your baby would look like at this time.
Comments (0)Slacking
posted on 11/02/2007
I haven't been posting much.
Not that I ran out of things to say. Just that I haven't been "thinking" much. I know I posted something like this before - I am surprised to realize that I am back to that again. I am in "auto" mode. Doing chores, "going" to work, etc.
Although, it's a good thing we did something different last weekend that broke the pattern and brought me back to "thinking" mode again. We celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary. We went to Universal Studios, spent a day there, we had fun.
It is weird that instead of starting with "we celebrated our 2nd anniversary!", I started with something else. That shows my state of mind these days, and I wasn't even aware of that.
Ugh. I have a very very bad headache right now, I'll continue later.
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