The Blessed Grandma
The blessed grandma is also the traveling grandma now.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Naw-Ruz fun at the botanical garden
Go ! Ti-Jin Go!
Andrew in action
Kai-en could not keep herself away from the marshmallows dipped in choc.
Have you seen people walk their rabbit ? well, this is my first time
Have you seen people walk their rabbit ? well, this is my first time
As usual... too much food
Adam too could not keep himself away from the table
Best cousins, best friends
Boon Meng shared a joke with us
Babies did not miss out the fun too.
coach Andrew
Spring is here.
" Naw-ruz is the time of the year when our hearts are fill with cheer, children from both far and near wish each one a Happy New Year......"
Remember this song ? did you teach your kids to sing this song ?
Sunday, March 09, 2008
To all my loved one
To all my loved one,
I borrowed this book from En Szee and it is so beautifully written by Kahlil Gibran.
ON Marriage :
You were born together, and together you shall be for evermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God. But let there be spaces in your togetherness. And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of LIFE can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, and the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
On Children
Your children are not your children, they are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth. The Archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and HE bends you with HIS might that HIS arrows may go swift and far. Let your bending in the Archer 's hand be for gladness ;
For even as HE loves the arrow that flies, so HE loves also the bow that is stable.