It's a Valentine Miracle!
Dragon baby and wifey are ok! But it was quite a scare, and it was the scariest moment in my life for now, and I will be expecting more later. Still, it was one victory that was meant to be cherish. My child is hanging on and fighting, and it is strong and determined to live. I am glad at this early stage the baby showed some signs of heart and spirit.
One day I would tell him/her this, so he would know how crazy this world is, and how crazy and wonderful life can be.
Happy Hearts day Kid, we made it today. Keep on fighting until you come to this world.
We love you lots.
A New Hope
Long have I waited to use this great phrase - 'A New Hope'. Ever since I was child, I never realized its actual meaning. Now that I have become wise because of Age, it's real meaning has evolved around me. Not that I have been a Starwars fan since childhood. But this phrase has given me solid meaning and purpose in life. And now comes that part of my living where I happen to fathom the essence of it's wordings. If I analyze my life last year, it's the segment of my life where I experience my most difficult moments. As the New Year begins, a small spark of hope have emerged. Now that small spark have become a bigger explosion with a lot of dazzling lights and exuberant spectacle.
I am glad to say - Welcome this New Year of the Dragon.
Why? because I have become a father, that is. And I hope this next 9 months would be a life full of surprises, adventure and happiness. Hang in there Kid, just hang on. You are almost there. We have waited long for you. I would pledge to do anything for you. And if there is one wish I would want to give you besides everything I have in my life, it would only be this - Peace and Love.
See you later Dragon Kid! :)
Farewell Old Time, Welcome New Hope..
Happy New Year for 2012!
I really have a rough year previously.
But what more can you expect from a "doomsday" year like 2012?
Some skeptics say this year would be end of the world.
If you ask me, it's the same scenario year after year - people expect good things to come, but bad things always come unexpectedly.
The only logical thing to reason to think about this, is only one word - HOPE.
No matter how positive you may think, this world has no chance to be a better a place.
but it's always people who believe in that 'HOPE' that gives meaning to our life - that this world will be a special place, somewhere, somehow.
A good illustration is a "worn out" shoes. Nobody wants worn out shoes. Who wouldn't?
it looks bad on the outside, and looks more bad in the inside.
If you ask people what to do with that shoe, they will tell you to throw it away!
but for a person who has worn out that shoe, he never realizes how important that shoe is to him that goes with him all the directions of his journey.. his adventures, his life, his travels..
That is what I learned from this year...
A worn out shoe never boasts of his travels, but is always proud that he has taken that journey.
This year - I lost opportunities.
I lost some faith.
I lost amounts of money.
I lost some friends.
I lost things.
worst of all, I lost a life.
yes, this cycle would not stop.
But HOPE will always come.
Looking at the other side of the glass - it's the journey that makes it worthwhile, not the pain.
God has never allowed a problem into someone's life without knowing how to resolve it.
Because God never invented HOPE, God made it.
That's why shoes are never made to not to be worn out.
It's suppose to be worn out, because of the journey it took - be it bad or good.
And the person who worn out this shoe will always remember, where this shoes had lead him.
God, Thanks for the Journey . It was all worthwhile. Painful, yes.
But knowing there is HOPE for every obstacle on the next chapter of life, it makes you take one more step forward - to infinity and beyond.
Let us take that bold step of moving forward.
having that armor of hope and faith within us -
willing to accept whatever challenges we face in the coming year.
HOPE is the thin red line between the doomsday sayers and the Positive Thinkers.
We may think that the world would come to an end.
But we may also HOPE that there would be a new beginning after that end.
HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone!
Death, the mystery, the enemy..
Death was never easy.
Death is a mystery.
Death is an enemy.
No one can comprehend the pain it creates and the impact of its loss.
A long time ago, I have seen Death in the eye, but I never thought how great is its power.
He was the complete alter-ego of God Almighty, as he was also omnipotent and all-too-powerful.
He takes away life in a blink of an eye, yet he was patient when we choose the hour of his coming.
This year was my most painful year. And it was our family's worst tragedy.
My mother-in-law suddenly died of stroke but with a cause that we never know when it began.
I thought I have seen enough deaths in my life to see and comprehend the destruction it has been making in every human life.
Last year, one of my best friend died in a car accident. This year was my mom.
I wish to say and hope that that this would be the last. But death is a traitor, and a hardcore psychopath. It has no emotions, no mercy, and no respect. It's mystery is shrouded in secrecy and unimaginable destruction.
Only God can stop it.
Love you Ma.
Grace Under Pressure...
All my christian life, I was always taught about the value of Grace... This weekend I learned the true meaning of Grace. I experienced the biggest ordeal I have ever faced in the whole 20 years of my career. Now I know why Grace is important. It doesn't matter whether you are good or bad, right or wrong. The real value of Grace is that it is there. And your faith will determine how important Grace is to your whole life. As the verse shows in the Bilbe - as long that sunshine and rain falls into the Good and the Wicked, then we must believe that Grace is also bestowed to the Good and the Bad People. Grace is always there for us. God had paid the price for our sins. It is like a Flame Extinguisher. You will never know when you need it, but you are always confident and faithful that you can rely on it when trouble comes. Or else if mechanism fails, you know that you are already out of hope, and you feel like your faith has been invested nowhere. As I know now - Grace, Faith and Hope are almost as one. The Bigger the Faith, the Greater the Grace you rely on and the bigger Hope you believe upon. Thanks Lord for this lesson.
Happy New Year! Welcome 2011
Twas the time of year when we recount our blessings and look forward to the new day ahead...
This 2011 was a year of hope and a new beginning.
This is the year where we hope we can recover from a previous year where we have lots of challenges, tragedies and false promises.
As a NY resolution, I vow to commit myself to choose for myself to be HAPPY!
If I will choose my theme for this year, it would be a HAPPY and a POSITIVE year!!
I will choose to be Happy or I'll be dead -- this would be my slogan for this year.
My motive is to make a positive outlook for this year, no matter what. The funny irony is, even though I will die, I would be Happy in my death.
The reality is, it would be a year of acceptance and the conviction of moving forward.
Mistakes and failures will always be there, but it should not be a hindrance for anyone to look forward to finding that hope that will cure all sadness and loneliness. I wish for this year to be a a stepping stone to move up to that new level of fresh perspective and positive direction so we can overcome our fears and inhibitions,
We will always have our mountains to climb, and our personal cross to carry..
But as what I have experienced in Trekking, it is not the Mountain itself that makes the journey memorable, but knowing that you have conquered yourself and having that satisfaction that you achieved something much more than yourself.
HAPPY NEW YEAR, CLIMB FREE and EVER ONWARD!
Band of Brothers...
This was a late blog... as I noticed, my last blog was since last 2009.
I have been absent in blogging for quite a while as I have added another blog for my hobby.
This blog is dedicated to my friend and brother. We lost a man in our unit - as they say.
He was my childhood friend and a good buddy. We have lots of adventures together, and we never had a dull time doing all the things we like.
A good friend is always hard to find. A loyal friend is harder to get.
My friend died a few months ago, this is my first time to really feel the pain of losing an important person other than a close relative. He left behind an only son, which pains me so much that he had to die on a younger age and leaving an orphaned child alone in this world.
He died together with his wife in a tragic car accident.
Looking at the vivid pictures of his accident makes me feel a whole lot of helplessness looking small in this vast universe. You can observe from his closed eyes and sad face that although he was looking for help during his last breathe, he was thinking of his only child and how he would leave him behind, longingly, as if asking help from his dear friends and loved ones to take over and take care of the child - his only treasure on earth.
In my mind, I know, if he would have survived that accident, he would come out smiling and tell of the adventurous tales he would have encountered. But alas, his wounds and fragile body couldn't take much from the tragedy that befall him together with his beloved spouse.
Imagine the picture of a 7-yr old boy in between two white coffins, with his young face all no emotions, staring blankly at the people trying to put a friendly smile. It was like a picture drawn from a dark comic book of Batman, where little boy Bruce Wayne takes a picture with his murdered parents with all the hype and hysteria around.
During the burial, I couldn't help but notice that even though it was a short distance to walk, I realized that it was the longest trek I have ever made in my life. Those few steps I take of following the hearse, were like every picture unfolding to me of the greatest adventures in my life, lost in memory together done long ago with my friends.
It was the loneliest and darkest funeral I have ever encountered, as we lay his body to his final resting place. Two coffins being lowered one by one, and sounds of wailing people, men and women, young and old, forever shouting and cursing as if there was an injustice comitted.
Rest in peace, Rest in Love my faithful friend.
See you in the morning.
