World Cup 2010 For Me

I think this round of World Cup (WC) fever died prematurely as hot favourites like Brazil, England and Germany bowed out of the game one after another. Myself for one, did not get to watch any single match, thanks to my elevated status as A Mum.

It's alright, I look forward to the WC when Joseph will be six years old and I can get away with less sleep than what I'm currently experiencing now.

Anyway, Joseph is beginning to enjoy school more. Now he mostly allows himself to be carried/led in without a tear on his face. I have mixed feelings about that, half of me wants him to miss me, the other half wants him to settle down quickly. Ultimately, I still prefer Joseph not to bawl, as that makes it easier for me to walk away from him.

I'm glad my posting at the health screening centre is drawing to an end. My next assignment sounds more exciting, at a Clinical Research Centre! I've long wanted to be exposed in this area and I'll be doing just that next month, yippee!

My ex-colleague e-mailed something meaningful to me, so I thought I'll just share it here:

A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage.They were a loving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the matter. The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to it fascinated by its color, and drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband. When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just five words.

QUESTION :
What were the five words ?

ANSWER :
The husband just said "I am with you Darling"

The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behavior. The child is dead.
He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the
mother. Besides, if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away, this would not
have happened.

No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that
moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.

If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer
problems in the world. "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."
Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears. And you
will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.

Sometimes we spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to blame, whether in a
relationship, in a job or with the people we know. By this way we miss out some
warmth in human relationship...

To me right now, I don't know if I could have behaved in such exemplary manner as the
husband did in this story. Pursuing "whose fault it is" doesn't bring any solutions, it only causes
condemnation. I want to thank You Lord, that You help me grow in this area, to dispense
grace and not condemnation, to Your glory, amen!