Cancer Killing Recipe
An inspirational blog of a gracious lady, survivor of a cancer, and loving every minute of her life, every minute of it. In fact, she celebrated her 65th birthday with glee, graciousness and full of gratitude… and she’s looking forward to celebrate her 70th (and beyond)… and the topmost of her concern is doing something good and meaningful everyday, 1825 good deeds to do… and do blogging…. Here’s an excerpt from her blog “my apology.” 🙂 🙂 funny and heart-warming!
“Blogging is great. I have so much more to say. I just wish I can do it a little faster. I’m going to learn. Blogging is the best thing what happened to me. But if I will never get sick, I will never became a Blogger, because I will have nothing to blog about. This is the way I see it.
And as long as I can inspire someone, somewhere, and as long as You are going to “click” and “like”, I’m going to keep Blogging. And Blogging keeps me so busy, that to tell You the truth, I don’t have the time to die of cancer. You see, I have nothing against dying. We all have to die some day….. It is just that I don’t want to die of cancer. And I won’t!
Because no matter what happens to me in the future, this how people in Town will talk about me in the local Diner drinking their morning coffee:
Big John: “You remember the old Lady, Limo Driver with cancer, she died yesterday”.
Old Frank: “She died of cancer?”
Big John: “No. She survived cancer. But She was talking about Blogging”.
Old Frank: “What is Blogging?”
Big John: “I don’t know. But I think this what she died of.”
(I can’t find a photo in her blog, so I took a liberty to insert this photo of another birthday girl, Aliya)
While I was just seating taking a rest, thinking of my takehome work to do later…. my Aliya approached me with a little paper, she said, “look at this Mum, it says i love you!” and she kissed me… And she put her chin on her two palms while resting her elbows on my legs, waiting for me to see whats written on the paper… Oohhh… So want to capture that sweet face, that priceless scene, that charming smile… Of course the paper are just full of mild scrawl of “worms” and wavy lines… (she can’t write yet)… And of course, to her (and to me) it says… “I love you” priceless, so rewarding… 🙂
That night we ended up sleeping late, just chatting, reading, learning new prayers and chatting…. And falling asleep content and happy!
(post note: and I just panicked when I woke up 3am realizing I haven’t done my homework!…. But also realized that I will never never exchange that night with Aliya by doing my work…… and then went back to sleep. Zzzzz)
Aliya and I made a simple card for PaPi’s day, out from recycled cards, magazine cut-out, highlighted by their signatures and palm-print (at the back)… We made it late night and I want this as a surprise to Papi… I asked Aliya not to make noise as we went in our red (craft aka clutter) room , she actually tip-toed and talking in whisper… but when Papi peeked at the room, ALiya said “shhh…papi, secret, we are making birthday (sic. means “father day’) card for you.. 🙂 aha!
I will treasure this day, for it is all I have.
I know that its rushing hours cannot be accumulated or stored,
like precious grain, for future use.
Aliya, Sept 7 2011, having fun dressing up princess…
Today, while I plan for and do everyday “livelihood” chores, I should not also forget to seize every moment with delight and pleasure… no matter how toxic and busy life is, there is always simple things lurking around (unnoticed) that can make us smile and feel warm… like a kid’s smile, her bouncing around, or kid’s effort to offer you slippers (and foot massage), their singing while playing in shower. Those are the moments that cannot be stored in a box, nor completely captured in a photo. Life is now. Appreciation should not be delayed! Maybe, this imight be really the only day I have….
Today Series 4/22
He is now 13! He is now taller than me… he is so awkwardly odd and handsome… he talks slangishly weird… he laughs like his father… he is now into piano, guitar, rubix cubes and skateboard… he is into Harry Potter books doing marathon reading… he worries about his pimples…he just had his hair “relaxed”… he shuns me from his room…. he “forbids” me to look at his cellphone… but last night, he asked me to “hilot-paa”*; awesome :)!
*hilot-paa used to be our bedtime ritual since he was two, for him to sleep (plus his tini-smelly pillow)… massaging, (tickling actually) his foot one at a time till he gets asleep…. until we “agreed” (or rather “fought”) to halt it by his 10th birthday. it was getting difficult for me to reach his foot, and for him to do some body contortion…
Last night, I willingly (and longingly) obliged! It doesn’t matter now even I have a long queue of things to do with my tax clients, it doesn’t matter even if it will mean I will fall asleep too, it doesn’t matter even if we do major body contortion! i love it, I missed it! We both missed it!
Happy birthday! Love you, Jolo… anytime, anak…
Oh, by the way, he is still playing with his Lego… :>
Awesome! soft, soft, tiny drizzle of rain…
… reminds me to slow down, appreciate nature, and how it touches us….
… life is great….
Moments like this… This is what we live for, right… All the works and tasks that we do are geared towards having a good life and having fun! SO why not live that moment once in while, sitting momentarily with a child playing dough and clay and making stuff! I did… and had great fun!