Another sad story
Few weeks back I dreamt about it (couldn't understand why). Yesterday I finally had it (didn't know how to deal with it). So perplex... Full disbelief... Aarrgghh...Anyways I had another sad story. It actually doesn't belong to me, it's a friend's. She gave birth last Tuesday, but her little girl passed away just two hours afterwards. Being a mother myself, am almost certain it was one of the hardest things she had to deal with. As I visited her at the hospital, I wanted to console her and said that it was the best for her daughter. It's all good that she doesn't have to go through pain that life may offer. She doesn't need to see how time change wonderful people to evil. But of course I couldn't let that last one out. Losing your child and think of it as the best for her was just beyond... So I kept it to myself. My deepest sympathy goes out to her and family.When I got home, I rushed to Gaizka's room, kissed his chubby cheeks dozen times and thanked God that I had him, the best gift He had given me... (so far ^_^)ps: monthend at the corner of the week, new method of allocating exchange rate diff. starting April, corporate audit and SOX bugging me like hell, while actually am in the mood of shopping, ...killing me...BOOKS:Just finished an old book by Chitra Divakaruni titled "Vine of Desire". It's not my kind of book, really (no wonder it took me years to finish it). But I had James Patterson's "6th Target" with me now *biggest grin*. Just started last night on the train and now am already half way to the end. I must try reading it slower...sigh... love JP love JP love JP.....
My Father
Born on November 6, 1957. He was the youngest of four.He was smart and kind to everybody, yet he was missing something in life: love of a father. Without knowing what a good father is he struggled to became a good dad for me and my brother. Though he fell a lot, I knew he wanted to be the best dad for both of us, the man of the household.Now, what I recall from my childhood were times when he teach me how to read and write when I was around 3, Chiki snacks he brought us after office when I was in kindergarten, books he borrowed for us from the office's library (especially on school holidays) when I was in the elementary school, his proud face when he came to our school to pick up our school reports, and just recently....the beam in his eyes when pushing his grandchild's stroller for morning walk...Last Sunday Gaizka was staring at a coffin, then he said "Pa...bobo..dadah..." He was staring to an old man laying very still. It was his late grandfather, my father... After three weeks of struggle at the hospital, he gave up and returned to an eternal place where pain from cancer he had can no longer torture him, where peace and happiness are his share. God called him back on 11 April 2009, 9.50 pm in Magelang, our hometown. He was surrounded by the family who loves him dearly.Goodbye for now, papa. This is no sad ending, because we shall meet again.As I said to you the day you passed away: "I love you and I always will, I'm so proud having you as father". Thank God for the session we had that saturday morning.... We love you...
Closing...what else...
I am in the midst of another challeging closing. How could it not be... with having to revise billions of rupiah, which I stupidly misposted last month, because I missed Credit with Debit. Arrrgghh...how in the earth could an accountant be possibly wrong with that?! I want to kill myself... Huhuuuu... crossing my fingers and pray real hard... and of coz... put more focus to details :(Others... am on p.250 of Greg Mortenson's Three Cups of Tea. It's taken from real life story of a mountain climber who realized his dream of building schools for Baltistan kids who stayed more than 4.000m above sea level, at Karakoram Pakistan. Inspiring indeed...Update: I have finished Greg Mortenson's and though am still a bit disagree of his decision to leave his family for his work most of the time, the book is inspiring. I have also finished Michael Scott's second book of Nicholas Flemming series: The Magician. The book is simply: HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.
