"I promise to look after your mother as good as I can until death do us apart." - DAD ♥
February 11, 2012
Best Thing I've Ever Heard
"I promise to look after your mother as good as I can until death do us apart." - DAD ♥
The Little Things Matter The Most ♥
"Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things." - Robert Brault ♥
(This story is being copied from a website)
Married or not, you should read this...
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions.. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
Many of life’s failures are people who didn't realize how close they were to success, when they gave up."
P.S.: Sometimes everyone is only trying to accomplish something big, and not realizing that life is made up of little things that matter. From this inspiring story, we're being remembered that it's the little things that matter the most in everyone's life. Let us appreciate, cherish and be grateful for every little thing. Even we don't realize or it may not seem like much, sometimes the little thing takes the biggest part in our life. :)
Lala ♥
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions.. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
Many of life’s failures are people who didn't realize how close they were to success, when they gave up."
P.S.: Sometimes everyone is only trying to accomplish something big, and not realizing that life is made up of little things that matter. From this inspiring story, we're being remembered that it's the little things that matter the most in everyone's life. Let us appreciate, cherish and be grateful for every little thing. Even we don't realize or it may not seem like much, sometimes the little thing takes the biggest part in our life. :)
Lala ♥
February 8, 2012
Hard-work & Heart-work ♥
"I don't know anyone who has gotten to the top without hardwork. That's the recipe. It won't always get you to the top, but it will get you pretty near." - Margaret Thatcher ♥
Saat aku masih kecil dulu, aku selalu diingatkan oleh perkataan-perkataan ini: "Ayo La, kamu harus kerja keras kalau mau juara kelas!" ; "Ayo La, kamu harus rajin latihan kalau mau menang lomba piano!" ; "Ayo La, kamu harus belajar giat kalau mau dapet nilai bagus!" Dan YA, semua itu memang benar adanya.
Tetapi sesekali Papa mengingatkanku hal penting lainnya - amat penting namun sering terlupakan oleh banyak orang - yaitu setiap kali aku akan mengikuti ujian piano atau pelayanan di gereja: "Inget ya La, main dari hati! Kalau kamu ngelakuinnya dari hati, pasti hasilnya sempurna!" Dan seiring berjalannya waktu di mana aku pun bertambah dewasa, aku terus belajar dan kini menyadari bahwa memang sebuah hard-work saja tidaklah cukup, melainkan pula harus disertai dengan heart-work.
Your heart must be in your work.
Untuk mencapai dan mendapatkan sesuatu yang baik, kita perlu kerja keras. Nothing good comes easily, right? Most of the time, we've got to fight! Kita perlu yang namanya perjuangan. Dan terkadang perjuangan itu bukan untuk menjadi yang terbaik kok, tetapi berjuang untuk melakukan yang terbaik itu lebih penting. Banyak orang berpikir kalau berjuang itu hanya untuk mendapatkan posisi teratas dari hal yang kita inginkan, dan ketika kita merasa "ah, sepertinya udah gak mungkin lagi deh" dsb, kita jadi putus asa dan akhirnya berhenti di tengah jalan. Sayang sekali, kan?
Sesungguhnya hal terpenting dari sebuah perjuangan itu adalah prosesnya - how's our effort to reach that purpose? And actually we should know that if we live for a really strong purpose, hardwork isn't an option. It's a necessity. Kerja keras seharusnya menjadi sebuah kebutuhan hidup yang harus dipenuhi dan dilakukan setiap harinya.
Bulan lalu, aku menonton film 'Real Steel', dan film tersebut sedikit banyak memberiku inspirasi juga pelajaran hidup yang amat berharga. Di akhir cerita, diceritakan bagaimana Max dan Charlie Kenton beserta robotnya (Atom) dengan percaya diri berani menantang The Mighty Zeus, yang memiliki rekor tak pernah terkalahkan oleh siapapun. Mereka (Max, Charlie dan Atom) berjuang dengan luar biasa, seluruh nyawa dan tenaga mereka pertaruhkan.
Dan bagaimana hasilnya? Secara skor keseluruhan, mereka tetap kalah dalam pertandingan tersebut. Zeus-lah pemenangnya. Tetapi semua orang yang hadir di situ justru melihat dari sudut pandang yang berbeda. Bagi mereka, Atom-lah pemenangnya. Kenapa? Karena mereka (termasuk saya) melihat bagaimana Max, Charlie dan Atom berjuang dengan seluruh jiwa raga mereka.
Everything comes from the heart, touch the heart. Aku pun ikut terharu melihat perjuangan dan kegigihan mereka untuk dapat memenangkan pertandingan tersebut. Walaupun mereka gagal (untuk menang), kemenangan yang sesungguhnya sudah menjadi milik mereka. Inilah yang disebut hard-work dan heart-work. Dan ketika kita sudah berhasil untuk "put our heart in our work", we'll find the good and there's nothing to be regret for :)
Every hard and heart-work will pay off at the very right time.
Percayalah bahwa setiap jerih payah yang kita lakukan dengan sungguh-sungguh dan niat yang baik, segalanya akan terbayarkan dengan lunas di waktu yang tepat. Perjuangan butuh usaha, dan usaha pun butuh waktu. Semuanya berproses tetapi akan indah pada akhirnya nanti. Itu pasti.
Dan kita pun tidak boleh lupa untuk selalu menyertakan Tuhan dalam setiap usaha dan kerja keras kita - apapun itu. Di Alkitab pun dikatakan, "Tuhan Allahmu akan membuat semua usahamu berhasil..." So, walking with God, struggling with God, do everything whole-heartedly and surrender all to Him. Because as good as we are, we're all nothing without our Jesus :)
Thank you Jesus, for always stand by me in every times, even in the difficult ones. I always believe that Your grace and abundance for me are never half-way. And when I'm doing something good, help me to never seek a crown, for my reward is giving glory to You :D
P.S.: Welcome... HO-LI-DAY! ☺
Lala
Saat aku masih kecil dulu, aku selalu diingatkan oleh perkataan-perkataan ini: "Ayo La, kamu harus kerja keras kalau mau juara kelas!" ; "Ayo La, kamu harus rajin latihan kalau mau menang lomba piano!" ; "Ayo La, kamu harus belajar giat kalau mau dapet nilai bagus!" Dan YA, semua itu memang benar adanya.
Tetapi sesekali Papa mengingatkanku hal penting lainnya - amat penting namun sering terlupakan oleh banyak orang - yaitu setiap kali aku akan mengikuti ujian piano atau pelayanan di gereja: "Inget ya La, main dari hati! Kalau kamu ngelakuinnya dari hati, pasti hasilnya sempurna!" Dan seiring berjalannya waktu di mana aku pun bertambah dewasa, aku terus belajar dan kini menyadari bahwa memang sebuah hard-work saja tidaklah cukup, melainkan pula harus disertai dengan heart-work.
Your heart must be in your work.
Untuk mencapai dan mendapatkan sesuatu yang baik, kita perlu kerja keras. Nothing good comes easily, right? Most of the time, we've got to fight! Kita perlu yang namanya perjuangan. Dan terkadang perjuangan itu bukan untuk menjadi yang terbaik kok, tetapi berjuang untuk melakukan yang terbaik itu lebih penting. Banyak orang berpikir kalau berjuang itu hanya untuk mendapatkan posisi teratas dari hal yang kita inginkan, dan ketika kita merasa "ah, sepertinya udah gak mungkin lagi deh" dsb, kita jadi putus asa dan akhirnya berhenti di tengah jalan. Sayang sekali, kan?
Sesungguhnya hal terpenting dari sebuah perjuangan itu adalah prosesnya - how's our effort to reach that purpose? And actually we should know that if we live for a really strong purpose, hardwork isn't an option. It's a necessity. Kerja keras seharusnya menjadi sebuah kebutuhan hidup yang harus dipenuhi dan dilakukan setiap harinya.
Bulan lalu, aku menonton film 'Real Steel', dan film tersebut sedikit banyak memberiku inspirasi juga pelajaran hidup yang amat berharga. Di akhir cerita, diceritakan bagaimana Max dan Charlie Kenton beserta robotnya (Atom) dengan percaya diri berani menantang The Mighty Zeus, yang memiliki rekor tak pernah terkalahkan oleh siapapun. Mereka (Max, Charlie dan Atom) berjuang dengan luar biasa, seluruh nyawa dan tenaga mereka pertaruhkan.
Dan bagaimana hasilnya? Secara skor keseluruhan, mereka tetap kalah dalam pertandingan tersebut. Zeus-lah pemenangnya. Tetapi semua orang yang hadir di situ justru melihat dari sudut pandang yang berbeda. Bagi mereka, Atom-lah pemenangnya. Kenapa? Karena mereka (termasuk saya) melihat bagaimana Max, Charlie dan Atom berjuang dengan seluruh jiwa raga mereka.
Everything comes from the heart, touch the heart. Aku pun ikut terharu melihat perjuangan dan kegigihan mereka untuk dapat memenangkan pertandingan tersebut. Walaupun mereka gagal (untuk menang), kemenangan yang sesungguhnya sudah menjadi milik mereka. Inilah yang disebut hard-work dan heart-work. Dan ketika kita sudah berhasil untuk "put our heart in our work", we'll find the good and there's nothing to be regret for :)
Every hard and heart-work will pay off at the very right time.
Percayalah bahwa setiap jerih payah yang kita lakukan dengan sungguh-sungguh dan niat yang baik, segalanya akan terbayarkan dengan lunas di waktu yang tepat. Perjuangan butuh usaha, dan usaha pun butuh waktu. Semuanya berproses tetapi akan indah pada akhirnya nanti. Itu pasti.
Dan kita pun tidak boleh lupa untuk selalu menyertakan Tuhan dalam setiap usaha dan kerja keras kita - apapun itu. Di Alkitab pun dikatakan, "Tuhan Allahmu akan membuat semua usahamu berhasil..." So, walking with God, struggling with God, do everything whole-heartedly and surrender all to Him. Because as good as we are, we're all nothing without our Jesus :)
Thank you Jesus, for always stand by me in every times, even in the difficult ones. I always believe that Your grace and abundance for me are never half-way. And when I'm doing something good, help me to never seek a crown, for my reward is giving glory to You :D
P.S.: Welcome... HO-LI-DAY! ☺
Lala
February 3, 2012
BE THANKFUL! ☺
Be thankful that you don’t already have everything you desire,
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don’t know something,
For it gives you the opportunity to learn.
Be thankful for the difficult times,
During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations,
Because they give you opportunities for improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge,
Because it will build your strength and character.
Be thankful for your mistakes,
They will teach you valuable lessons.
Be thankful when you’re tired and weary,
Because it means you’ve made a difference.
It is easy to be thankful for the good things,
But a life of rich fulfillment comes to those who are
also thankful for the setbacks.
GRATITUDE can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they will be your blessings.
"Broken things can become blessed things if you let God do the mending."
Lala ♥
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