Monday, August 24, 2009

Compromise

Tantrums. Fights. Screams. Tears. Hurts. Bad words.

I told my girls they could avoid those things.

They should learn to compromise.

That there are always free choices.

That they should learn to choose what they think would be best for them.

That tantrums, fights, screams, tears, bad words nor hurts would not always help.

They could choose to talk; rather than argue.

They could choose to discuss; rather than scream.

They could choose a pause; rather than use bad words.

They could choose a hug ; rather than hurt.

And most importantly, they should know that we always love them no matter what.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Hello My Friend

Walking home one evening with my 7-year-old girl, MC; a man was shouting in the darkness, 'hello, my friend.'

I didnt take notice. Thinking he was talking to somebody else.

Then MC told me, 'I think that was the man who's been trying to talk to me.'

I was alarmed so I encouraged her to tell me more.

It seems that she's been seeing that man regularly around the area.

She even told me her cousin, who is much older than her, also warned her not to talk to anyone, even that man. 'I dont talk to the man, mama, ' she assured me.

I know I could trust MC, but I dont know about the man. He might just be friendly but I am not taking any chance.

I told her to avoid the area anymore. And if she absolutely must go there, dont go alone. Better yet, go there only with her papa or with me.

And I thanked her for talking to me. She nodded and continued happily skipping while firmly holding my hand.

But of course, I did more when we arrived home:
1. I told the whole family about the story.
2. I asked them to watch out when they are in the area.
3. I told them that either of the kids should go there alone; or better yet to avoid the area.
4. Always remind the kids never to talk nor accept anything from strangers.
5. Talk and listen to the kids.

Monday, August 10, 2009

It's our 8th

Eight years ago, I realized I found the man I wanted to marry.

Eight years ago, the man I wanted to marry realized he wanted to be married to me.

Today, we are celebrating our 9th wedding anniversary.

The yearly wedding anniversary tradition was to dine in the hotel/restaurant where we had our wedding reception nine years ago. We always celebrate with our two girls, since they are the blessings from our being together; since they sealed our marriage with additional love.

What are we going to do tonight? Let's wait and see. All I know is that waking up together is already a celebration.