Romancing Singapore

Romance is alive in the heartlands. Some time ago, posted all over my housing estate was this notice:

Hi, I’m looking frantically 4 U. U were wearing jeans and grey top at Elva Concert, sitting in block 106 row S seat 9. I am smitten by your sunshine smile. I passed U something tat day, remember? Hope to make friends with you, who left a deep impression on me tat nite.

I wonder if the romantic won his damsel?

Adventures with my mother

In less than a week I will begin a new adventure with my mother. I return to my nest of origin after having built and lived in my own for about 12 years. My decision surprised me the most.

In December last year, mum said to me, “you are so hot-tempered.” She went on to describe what I was like when I’m angry. As she told those things to me, all I could think about was, “you’re describing yourself!” Of course I didn’t tell her that. I went home thinking alot about what mum said. I excused myself saying, “last year was very stressful. I had so many things on my plate to do, etc.”

I thought about how mum would be so so unreasonable and how hot tempered she was. Then it suddenly hit me the pressure my mother was up against during my growing up years. She had my grandmother, retarded aunty, sickly sister and dad to look after, on top of holding a full-time job. I thought, “anyone under those circumstances would be angry all the time.”

I thought if I could excuse my anger, I should also also extend the same grace and understand her too. I broke down and wept very hard for my mother. I never saw that side of her.

These days of course, she is a changed person — really nice, even fun to be around. I look forward to spending whatever remaining years the Lord may give to us to enjoy together.