Thursday, January 01, 2004

I found this in my inbox, sent by Deepika, a fellow member of famous_quotes Yahoo Group.

RECIPE FOR A HAPPY NEW YEAR

• Take twelve whole months.
• Clean them thoroughly of all bitterness, hate, and jealousy.
• Make them just as fresh and clean as possible.
• Now cut each month into twenty-eight, thirty, or thirty-one different parts, but don't make up the whole batch at once.
• Prepare it one day at a time out of these ingredients.
• Mix well into each day one part of faith, one part of patience, one part of courage, and one part of work.
• Add to each day one part of hope, faithfulness, generosity, and kindness.
• Blend with one part prayer, one part meditation, and one good deed.
• Season the whole with a dash of good spirits, a sprinkle of fun, a pinch of play, and a cupfull of good humor.
• Pour all of this into a vessel of love.
• Cook thouroughly over radient joy, garnish with a smile, and serve with quietness, unselfishness, and cheerfulness.
• You're bound to have a happy new year.

And, I received this from my eldest son and had thought of sharing this to all of you...

Although I had been real busy the whole day, I still cannot stopped myself from worrying about my daughter whom did not spend the New Year with us. I scolded her two days ago for causing some inconvenience when she accidentally deleted a file that's necessary to connect through the internet.

I know I hurt her feelings especially when I didn't give her any chance to correct her mistake and I let my eldest son fixed the problem which took him about 6 hours. Daughter left the house while I was in Tropical Hut Foodmart and believing her friend would spend the New Year's Eve with us, I cooked more food than what I earlier prepared.

I welcomed the New Year worrying about my baby. Daughter is a big girl now yet she will remain my baby and I missed her so much. Her best friend later sent a text message that my sweety Pearl is in Laguna with Kyle and family. It hurts to start the new year with my baby not at home but, she's big now to make her choices and I believe, she wishes me the best this year and beyond, wherever she is right now, however the pain I have caused her, I know deep inside her, she loves her mom very much...

Sweety, we are waiting for you to go home. Your Bimbo (I called her pet, Tootsie) is waiting for you also... and, before you go home, please buy on your way some food for your puppy otherwise, I will feed Tootsie foods you didn't like me to give...