Monday, August 26, 2013

Angels Living at Bedok South


Who believes in angels? 

I do. And I believe at least two angels live at Bedok South. You say I am crazy but let me tell you my story...

The last two months or so, my family and I were going through a rough patch. A scenario that would test the strength of any family. A scenario to test how we would support one another through these rough times and how strong we will be. It was definitely a trying time. There were a few occasions we snapped at one another and fought and almost to a point of giving up...but we continued to stick together and stood tall.

The waiting (for the outcome) was the worse. We didn't know what to expect...whether it'll be good news or bad news. But we prepared ourselves for the worse.

A few days before my dad headed up to Thailand to settle the issue, he went out for a little while in the afternoon and when he came home, he was exhausted and drenched in sweat. I asked him if he was alright and he told me the story about how he had bumped into this old lady on a wheelchair and she had lots of grocery bags with her. She had asked my father to assist in pushing her back to her block of flats. My father obliged not knowing how far it was. When he reached her block of flats, she thanked him and said he can go back now as she will wait by the lift for someone who had company and who could help lift her wheelchair to her house.

I find that strange. Maybe she didn't live there? Maybe she was an angel testing my father? That was still debatable until a week after when my mum came home and told me of another incident that happened to her...

My mum was waiting by the bus stop when a nicely dressed old lady came up to her and asked her for $2 because she wanted to buy a cold drink. For your information, there were many other people at the bus stop but this old lady decided to ask my mum! And since she didn't seem like she was poor or anything, why did she ask for money for a drink?

Again I am trying to put all the points together but it doesn't make any sense. And they always said that when an angel visit you, they will always ask for something to drink....

I guess everyone has their own beliefs and everyone is free to their own opinions. But I believe these two ladies were angels. They were sent here to test my parents. To see how they would react to helping them when my family needed help of our own. So what if my parents turned those two ladies away? Would luck not have been on our family's side then?

Who knows?

All I can say is that I believe they were angels and they were sent here to bless our family because I happy to say that things are somewhat settled and my family has been blessed. Through this, we have gotten tougher and we appreciate one another more.

Friday, August 23, 2013

No child should be more important than any other child


What I witnessed in the train on my way to the office this morning is something that really caught my eye and touched my heart. What I saw reminded me the purpose of being a parent and that the love for your child is endless. It has also made me realize how lucky I am to have two smart, healthy and beautiful kids.

This morning, in the train I saw this family of three. Father, mother and son. What made them stand out was the fact their son (about 14 or 15 years old) had down syndrome. Yes I know it's pretty common nowadays but there was something different about this family. The father was well dressed and wore a Rolex Submarine watch. The mother was neatly dressed and styled herself in nothing but branded from head to toe. Yet you knew there wasn't any airs about this family and their love for one another was so great you could feel it rub off on to you. Well it rubbed off on me at least ...

The way she stroked her sons face gently as she spoke to him... You could see the love in her eyes for her child and I am almost assured that to her, he is the most beautiful person in her whole world.

Moving on to the father... The way he held his son in his arms as his son rested his head on his chest, the way he held his wife close to the both of them as they travelled to their destination together... It's so hard to describe in words. But it touched my heart so deeply.

It is something like this that should make everyone know that 'no child should be more important than any other child.'

For instance, Duchess of Cambridge and Prince William just had a baby and the whole world is making a fuss over it ... I question, "what's the big deal?". Yeh the child is a Prince and not just a Prince in fairy tales but in real life but so what? I'll excuse the British as they have a right to get excited and all as this baby could be their future King but why are the rest of the world making a fuss about it?

My son is also my Prince and my daughter my Princess. I am certain majority of you feel the same way about your kids too, right?

So I end this with my conclusion of "No child should be more important than any other child".

Agree? Well, everyone is welcome to their own opinions.

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Happy Birthday Little Bro

My brother have made me crazy at times in my life but regardless I love him unconditionally and couldn't imagine not having him in my life. He was born and lives to annoy me, pick on me and drive me nuts but I love him to pieces. i always believe that a brother is for life unlike friends who will come and go. 

I am thankful and blessed for the family I had during the formative years. It's thanks to my dad that I now have a temper and can hold a grudge. Thanks to my mum, I can hold it inside when I have to...and thanks to my brother I know how to get even!! Haha.

My dearest brother, I may not be by your side celebrating your SPECIAL DAY with yoU, but I want you to know that I'm thinking of you and wishing you a wonderful birthday. I wish you all the happiness and success, love and health life has to offer you. I've always been proud of you and through everything I've never once given up hope because I know what happened in the past is all a learning journey.

Brother dear, our laughs have always been limitless and our memories are countless. You're not just my brother but my friend. Our friendship is endless. 

Happy birthday brother dearest. I miss you so very much.

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