on behalf of KR Steppers, we wanna wish Jia Hui all the best in her competition at Germany! She will be representing Singapore, together with very renowned cheerleaders from Aces. WE ARE VERY PROUD OF YOU!!!
just do your best! (: Blame No One, Expect Nothing, Do Something!
love, mel
Thursday, November 19, 2009 • 6:18 PM
dear steppers,
hope all of you are studying hard for the upcoming exams! just do your best okay!!! (: can't wait for training to start again, that'll mean the end of exams! yay
lots of love, mel
Friday, October 23, 2009 • 9:15 PM
KR STEPPERS APPEARS ON CHANNEL U! xxy and mel shiqi (above) and xxy (below) this is probably the best picture of all (: (weeps and mel) NICEEEEE! billy and mel! flyers with the singapore flyer! very nice shiqi (:
it was certainly great exposure, and a memorable experience for us. we are particularly proud of aunty lan xiang! her bright smile throughout the performanec, energy, and youth is definitely commendable. her attitude towards learning, and her persistence throughout the entire period is a good lesson for all of us to take home!
WELL DONE FOR THE PERFORMANCE KR STEPPERS!! stunning!
Saturday, October 17, 2009 • 11:57 PM
Check out BU's routine! Lotsa crazy stunts! Although i'm not a huge fan of the dance choreo, really love their energy!
Thursday, October 15, 2009 • 6:37 PM
Asian Thailand Cheerleading Invitational at BKK!
Day 1
Calv, shiqi, siyong, weeps and i left for BKK on friday! Edward who couldn't leave with us 'cause he had a test and lessons bought macs breakfast for us in the morning! SO SWEEET. =D
Arrived at BKK!
We stayed at a very nice hotel, hopeland hotel! As soon as we reached the hotel, we had to change into training attire to get ready for the practice at the stadium straight after a quick lunch!
The competition was held at the national stadium! All the raised flags represent the countries that participated in the competition :)
It was a little overwhelming when we entered the stadium, with squads like Japan and Taipei practising, lotsa cheerleaders everywhere, most of them who had their whole team with them while there were only the 5 of us. Worse still edward wasn't around and siyong had to sub him! But it felt better having fellow singaporeans, aces around. And of course our lovely liaisons!
There were three practice areas at the stadium, two jigsaw mat areas and the centre area which had gym mats that were to be used for competition. Each team could practise at each area for a fixed period of time.
We went back to MBK to burn our music after the afternoon practice!
Meet namwarn(the cute girl), harry (the one in specs) and non(the one holding the camera) in the top right hand picture of the above collage! They are the best liaisions, always so helpful and understanding towards us. Fun people too! :)
After that we went back for our evening practice!
Check out rangsit's cool stunt below!
So after that, we went back to MBK for dinner! We had jap food at Fuji where we treated our liaisons :)
After dinner the exhausted bunch of us went back to our hotel to concuss!
Day 2!
We woke up early for breakfast at the cafeteria!
Our liaisons met us early in the morning to take us to the stadium :)
In the Singaporeans' atheletes' room at the stadium! Shiqi and i experimented with blue glitter on our eyes. Failed.
All the cheerleaders were asked to sit at the stands! We were sitting in between Aces and Chinese Taipei! With Japan not far away. :D
Soon it was time for us to warm up to get ready for our competition!
Then it was our turn to compete! We were after taipei and japan, huge drop in standard, but we still tried our best!
Some photos before we went up!
Our first photo with Japan's mixed group!
Going up soon!!
No video of our competition routine, but it was a rather disappointing performance anyway. We could only strive to perform a better routine the next day.
Lunch time!
A bunch of friendly primary school girls we met in the toilet :P (They said we were pretty haha)
We returned to the stadium for the opening ceremony!
All the cheerleaders were gathered on the competition mats for the opening ceremony! There were plenty of big shots present from thailand + japan etc, but i can't remember what their names are. Through their speeches, we learnt that they're trying to push for cheerleading to be an olympic sport in 2016! It'd be great if that's fulfilled :) Jiayou to the cheerleading community!
We were on the scoreboard together with Chinese Taipei and Team Japan! What an honour :) Although our score was much much lower than the two teams, this marked an important milestone in KR Steppers journey, our first international appearance. Hopefully there'll be many more to come.
Second part of the day was less stressful with us being spectators!
Check out how well the little girls can dance and shake! Much better than most of us!
The next squad i'm gonna talk about is a very unique squad! Most of us find cheerleading tough, but it cannot be as tough for us as this squad. This squad's name is 'Deaf'. And very literally, all the cheerleaders in this squad are deaf. While we dance and stunt according to countings and music, this group of cheerleaders don't as they can't hear. Can you imagine how difficult it would be to coordinate the timings as a squad! I seriously can't imagine, but this squad managed to do it :)
They have a conductor to lead the squad as you can see in the bottom left hand corner of the collage. The cheerleaders have to look at the conductor and also count in their hearts as they can only imagine but not hear the music. Incredibly they put up a wonderful, coordinated performance. It was really very inspiring watching their performance, too bad i didn't take a video and can't find it on youtube, but it's on the wildcards blog so you can go take a look!
Time for the most exciting open team category!
Back in the atheletes' room!
Dinner at siam paragon!
Icecream treat from warn!
So after our very full dinner+icecream. We went back to the stadium to train! It was pretty late and we thought the stadium would be quite empty by then, but to our surprise there were still so many teams hard at work at the stadium! So many of them just kept training and training non stop, full runs after full runs, we felt so slack oh gosh. 'Cause we are. I think that's something we gotta learn from the thai and international teams. One thing i think we do is pamper ourselves too much, telling ourselves not to get tired before a competition etc etc.
Before we started training, we stole a couple of photos with may and joe! Two very nice people from rangsit!
While we were training, our dear liaisons exhausted like mad, stayed by our side to cheer us on and help us video etc! (While one concussed) Uber sweet :))
We were training beside a team from phuket, and they clapped and cheered us on when we were training. Really appreciated it :)
Some more funny photos from Harry's camera!! Warn doing PA stand on shiqi and i!!
Hahaa all acting sexy except calvin who looks shocked or like he wants to eat shiqi's pony tail. :P
Random.
Here're 2 videos warn took for us!
Towards the end of our night practice, May came over to tell us about the judges comments on our performance.He told us a very shocking piece news that according to the IFC rules, only one flyer was allowed to flyunless we do double cupie. We were all OMG. We actually misunderstood the rule which we thought to mean that at any one time only one flyer is allowed to fly. But the rule actually meant throughout the entire routine! May told us to change to just one flyer instead, using the same stunts, but after some deliberation we decided not to. There was too little time and it's so sad if only one of us flies after training so hard. :( We explained to may and he was very understanding about it. We didn't mean to flout the rules on purpose so we hoped may and the judges would understand.
Back to the hotel we went.
DAY 3
Fixing our hair!
That day we decided to put on our glittery star! We woke weeps up from his nap to help us with the star and he very kindly did without complaining! THANKYOUUS. :D Whose star is nicer?
Little kiddies practising :]
Bumble bee girls! Some competition photos yay! Thanks to non :) Our performance improved from the previous day, but still below our expectations.
Next up was chinese taipei! The mixed group stunts champs! Their routine is A-MAZ-ING. Loved it. Super zai. Their video's here . Hope you can view it! Every stunt from start til end was so kickass. Especially loved the handstand on hands pop to extension! And the double cupie tick tock. And all the b tosses, oh and the dismounts. Basically, everything!!
Next up was japan!! They were fantastic too of course!
We ran after the japanese for this photo! Glad it turned out nice :D
Namwarn our liaison and biggest supporter made the poster for us!! Damn sweet of her :))
We saw another bunch of cutie little cheerleaders and decided to take photos with them! They weren't very keen though -_- All of them had black faces and most of them weren't looking at the camera :(
Shiqi and I in our cute pink shirts!
MBK for lunch again! See all the colourful thingies? They're our favourite lokchubs! Be sure so try them when you guys go bkk next time!
Playing around!
Lunch at cocoinchi.
Back at the stadium, we watched vanquish practise! They seriously look like they don't get tired repeating the stunts again. And mind you, these stunts include double up to 2-2-1, double christmas tree etc etc. We were quite excited to see the double "christmas tree" since we did the single one before ahha. Freshies if you didn't know, christmas tree was our final pyramid for cheerobics this year :] Just that theirs is so much more difficult, toss up to shoulder sit :O.
Photos with rangsit cheerleaders! The base, Chang is really nice, and the flyers are very zai! The flyer on the right can do a super pretty twist double cradle from scorpion. Fast, tight and neat. Loves it.
This little girl below is the main flyer of the Swan team! She's super tiny! Around the same height as me, and like half my size.
With troy(i think) the guy who was in charge of the international teams.
With titanz, an all girls team from malaysia! Very friendly girls :)
A few more random photos while waiting at the stands :)
Soon it was time for the open category teams to perform. OMG damn highh!
First up was aces that we screamed our lungs out for, and the next few teams were also damn zai teams which we love and support! Their performance was so exciting i was screaming and clapping throughout all their performances. Seriously. My throat was kinda sore and hands kinda stinging after that. But it was worth it! It's really such a great opportunity we got to watch these cheerleaders perform :)
The japanese team performed better than the day before and they were so super duper happy after their routine! Just look at the photos below! I could totally feel their happiness from where i was sitting! :)) It's the joy you get from accomplishing a great routine that you've been training so hard for. Steppers jiayou k must also be this happy after cheerobics :]
Award ceremony!!
We got a trophy too! For being third place in the international mixed group stunts category! We were happy enough. :) It was an honour and a great experience.
Japan got 2nd!
One more photo! Loves it. All three international mixed group representatives! Taiwan's awesome routine won them first place :)
Group shot with the trophy! Good job my fellow boing teammates :))
With our liaisons! Wouldn't have survived without them!
A photo with Team Japan! May said it is an honour to be able to compete with the the Japanese team, and they truly show what cheerleading is all about. I can't agree more.
With chinese taipei! They really impressed me lots this competition!
I really look up to the taipei flyers! All of them can tumble and they're superb flyers. Not forgetting to mention all of them have super defined abs! Steppers flyers please jiayou!
Photos with deaf bases, a shy little girl and an aces flyer! Yilyn i think! :)
Oat! The man behind the whole competition!
With rangsit cheerleaders!!! After so many failed trips to rangsit, we finally get to meet them.
MOCHIIII!!!! We all took photos with her yay! All of us love her to bits. She's the cutest zai-est flyer!
With warnnn our biggest supporter :)
And harry who's really quite talented in basing! Haha. He managed to lift shiqi and i to his shoulders himself!
Us :)
We girls doing some partner stunts ourselves! Notice that no one is helping shiqi support my weight! Freshie girls please learn from her ;)
With team SUT! They gave us a souvenier! :D
MAY! Another important man behind the competition!
A photo with both of them!
Our friendly bases letting some people try flying!
With captain weeps!
Group photo with ACES!! It was nice getting to know them a bit more for the first time! 'Cause we were in a foreign country, it felt like we were all from the same team! :)) Thank you aces for being the only ones cheering for us ! :D
With hongkong cheerleaders!
We had a post competition dinner at Asia hotel! It was so much fun :))
Some short clips to remember the great night!
Nobody nobody but you!
Suan lum night market after the dinner!
Drank with Chang and a couple of his friends.
Last photos for the night before we we headed back to our hotel!
That marks the end of our exciting third day in BKK :))
Day 4 and last day in bkk!! :((
Day 4 in BKK was r&r day!
Lunch at A&W!
Shopping at platinum!
Counting money to pay warn for the accomodation! We look damn rich :P
Look how happy yeng and weeps are!They had the most number of buys! MV and Warn damn sweet again, bought all of us handphone chains that said K*R!
After shopping at platinum, it was time for the dinner treat by yeng's parents! It was at this really nice traditional thai restaurant!
Model-wannabes haa.
The food was super duper YUMMMYY!!
Thankyou yeng's mummy and daddy for the realllyy nice dinner!!
Naraya!
Nut, shiqi and i were happy with our buys! :D
Went back to the hotel to dress up for later part of the night!
We visited desco pub!
Poor nut got drunk!
The night didn't end after we left the club! Lotsa drama. You can read my blog if you want haha.
Time to go back home!
Thank you may&oat for inviting us for the competition. Thank you all those who came down to spot us when we were training. And thank you jon for the fantastic music!
Saturday, October 10, 2009 • 4:08 AM
Happy 4th birthday KR Steppers! . A group so close to my heart. I wish for all the freshies and future steppers to love KR Steppers as I do, and to fight for KR Steppers all the way. And of course, I wish that everyone else will understand, accept and come to love KR Steppers too. . We're FOUR. I'm glad I was around 3+ years out of the 4, and experienced all the ups and downs that have made us what we are today. Everyone who's still training with the squad, enjoy and treasure your time with Steppers! . Jiayou KR Steppers! Happy birthday. :)
.
love,
jiahui
Thursday, September 24, 2009 • 2:10 AM
Hey guys, I read this in an email, and I thought the meaning behind it is very meaningful, albeit the context is not the same as cheerleading, but it just shows how anger and grudge can destroy everything.
Humility and communication, guys.
"Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up the idea of asking
> Mother to move from the rural hometown and spend her remaining years with us. > Hubby's father passed away while he was still very young. Mother endured > much hardship and struggled all on her own to provide for him, see him through to a university degree. > You could say that she suffered a great deal and did everything you could > expect of a woman to bring hubby to where he is today. > I immediately agreed and started packing the spare room, which has a > balcony facing the South to let her enjoy the sunshine and plant greenery. > Hubby stood in the bright room, and suddenly just picked me up and started > spinning round and round. As I begged him to put me down, he said: "Lets go fetch mother." > Hubby is tall and big sized and I love to test on his chest and enjoy the > feeling that he could pick me up at any moment put the tiny me into his pockets. > Whenever we have an argument and both refuses to back down, he would pick > me up and spin me over his head continuously until I surrender and beg for mercy. > I became addicted to this kind of panic-joy feeling. > > Mother brought along her countryside habits and lifestyle with her. For > example; I am so used to buying flowers to decorate the living room, she could not stand it and would > comment: "I do not know how you young people spend your money, why do you buy flowers for? You also can't eat > flowers!" I smiled and said: "Mum, with flowers in the house, our mood will also become better." Mother > continues to grumble away, and hubby smiled: "Mum, this is a city-people's habit; slowly you will get use to > it." Mother stopped saying anything. But every time thereafter, whenever came home with flowers, she would ask me > how much it costs. I told her and she would shake her head and express displeasure. Sometimes, when I come > home with lots of shopping bags, she would ask each and every item how much they cost, I would tell her > honestly and she would get even more upset about it. Hubby playfully pinched my nose and said: "You little > fool, just don't tell her the full price of everything would solve it." > There begins the friction to our otherwise happy lifestyle. > > Mother hates it most when hubby wakes up early to prepare the breakfast. > In your view, how could the man of the house cook for the wife? At the breakfast table, mother facial > expression is always like the dark clouds before a thunderstorm and I would pretend not to notice. She would use her > chopsticks and make a lot of noise with it as her silent protest. > As I am a dance teacher in the Children's Palace and am exhausted from > along day of dancing around, I do not wish to give up the luxury of that additional few minutes in the comfort > of my bed and hence I turned a deaf ear to all the protest mother makes. From time to time, mother would help > out with some housework, but soon her help created additional work for me. For example: she would keep all kinds of plastic bags > accumulating them so that she sell them later on, and resulted in our house being filled with all the trash bags; > she would scrimp on dish washing detergent when helping to wash the dishes and so as not to hurt her > feelings, I would quietly wash them again. > > One day, late at night, mother saw me quietly washing the dishes, and > "Bam" she slams her bedroom door and cried very loudly in her room. Hubby was placed in a difficult position, > and after that, he did not speak to me for that entire night. I pretended to be a spoilt child, tried acting > cute, but he totally ignored me.... > I got mad and asked him: "What did I do wrong?" Hubby stared at me and > said: "Can't you just give in to her once? We couldn't possibly die eating from a bowl however > unclean it is, right?" After that incident, for a long period of time, > mother did not speak to me and you can feel that there is a very awkward feeling hanging in the house. During > that period of cold war, hubby was caught in dilemma as to who to please. > In order to stop her son from having to prepare breakfast, mother took on > the "all important" task of preparing breakfast without any prompting. At the breakfast table, mother > would look at hubby happily eating his breakfast and cast that reprimanding stare at me for having failed to > perform my duty as a wife. To avoid the embarrassing breakfast situation, I resorted to buying my own > breakfast on my way to work. That night, while in bed, hubby was a little upset and asked me: "LD, is it because > you think that mum's cooking is not clean that's why you chose not to eat at home?" He then turned his back on > me and left me alone in tears as feeling of unfairness overwhelmed me. After some time, hubby sighed: "LD, > just for me, can you have breakfast at home?" I am left with no choice but to return to the breakfast table. > > The next morning, I was having porridge prepared by mother and I felt a sudden churn in my stomach and > everything inside seem to be rushing up my throat. I tried to suppress the urge to throw up but I could not. > I threw down the bowl, rushed into the washroom, and vomited everything out. Just as I was catching my > breath, I saw mother crying and grumbling very loudly in her dialect, hubby was standing at the washroom > doorway staring at me with fire burning in his eyes.. I opened my mouth but no words came out of it, I really > did not mean it. > > We had our very first big fight that day; mother took a look at us, then stood up and slowly made her way out > of the house. Hubby gave me a final stare in the eye and followed mother down the stairs. For three days, > hubby did not return home, not even a phone call. I was so furious, since mother arrived; I had been trying > my best and putting up with her, what else do you want me to do? For no reason, I keep having the feeling to > throw up and I simply have not appetite for food, coupled with all the events happening at home, I was at > then low point in my life. > > Finally, a colleague said: "LD, you look terrible; you should go and see a doctor." The doctor confirmed that > I am pregnant. Now it became clear to me why I threw up that fateful morning, a sense of > sadness floated through that otherwise happy news. Why didn't hubby, and mother who had been through > this before, thought of the possibility of this being the reason that day? At the hospital entrance, I > saw my hubby standing there. It had only been three days, but he looked haggard. I had wanted to turn and > leave, but one look at him and my heart soften, I couldn't resist and called out to him. He followed my > voice and finally found me but he pretended that he doesn't know me; he has that disgusted look in his eyes > that cut right through my heart. I told myself not to look at him anymore, and hail a cab. At that moment, I > have such a strong urge inside me to shout to my hubby: "Darling, I am having your baby!" and have him lift > me up and spin me around in circles of joy. What I wanted didn't happen and as I sat in the cab, my tears > started rolling down. Why? Why our love couldn't even withstand the test of one fight? > > Back home, I lay on the bed thinking about my hubby, and the disgusted > look in his eyes. I cried and wet the corner of the blanket. That night, sound of the drawers opening woke me up. I switched on the lights and I > saw hubby with tears rolling down his face. He was removing the money. I > stared at him in silence; he ignored me, took the bank deposit book and some money and left the house. Maybe he > really intends to leave me for good. What a rational man, so clear-cut in love and money matters. I gave > a few dried laugh and tears starting streaming down again. The next day, I did not go to work. I > wanted to clear this out and have a good talk with hubby. I reached his office and his secretary gave me a weird > look and said: "Mr. Tan's mother had a traffic accident and is now in the > hospital." > I stood there in shock. I rushed to the hospital and by the time I found hubby, mother had already passed away.. Hubby did not look at me, his face was expressionless. I looked at > mother's pale white and thin face and I couldn't control the tears in my eyes. My god, how could this > happen? Throughout the funeral, hubby did not say a single word to me, with only the occasional disgusted stare at > me. I only managed to find out brief facts about the accident from other people. That day, after mother left > the house, she walked in dazed toward the bus stop, apparently intending to go back to her old house back in the
> countryside. As hubby ran after her, she tried to walk faster and as she tried to cross the street, a > public bus came and hit her...I finally understood how much hubby must hate me, if I had not thrown up that > morning, if we had not quarreled, if....In his heart, I am indirectly the killer of his mother. > > Hubby moved into mother's room and came home every night with a strong liquor smell on him. And me, I am buried under the guilt and self-pity and could hardly breathe. I wanted to explain to him, tell him that we are going to have our baby soon, but each time, I saw the dead look in his
> eyes, all the words I have at the brink of my mouth just fell back in. I had rather he hit me real hard or > give me a big and thorough scolding though none of these events happening had been my fault at all. > > Many days of suffocating silence went by and as the days went by, hubby > came home later and later. The deadlock between us continues, we were living together like strangers who > don't know each other. I am like the dead knot in his heart. > > One day, I passed by a western restaurant, looking into the glass window, > I saw hubby and a girl sitting facing each other and he very lightly brushed her hair for her, I understood what it meant. After recovering from that moment of shock, I entered the restaurant, stood in front of my > hubby and stared hard at him, not a tear in my eyes. I have nothing to say to him, and there is no need to say
> anything. The girl looked at me, looks at hubby, stands up and wanted to go, hubby stretched out his hand > and stopped her. He stared back at me,challenging me. I can only hear my slow heart beat, beating, one by one
> as if at the brink of death. I eventually backed down, if I had stood that any longer, I will collapse > together with the baby inside me. > That night, he did not come home; he had chosen to use that as a way to > indicate to me: Following mother's death so did our love for each other. > He did not come home anymore after that. Sometimes, when I returned home > from work, I can tell that the cupboard had been touched - he had returned to take some of his stuff. I > no longer wish to call him; the initial desire to explain everything to him vanished. I lived alone; I go > for my medical checkups alone, my heart breaks again and again every time I see a guy carefully helping his > wife through the physical examination. My office colleagues hinted to me to consider aborting the > baby, I told them No, I will not.. I insisted on having to this baby, perhaps it is my way of repaying mother > for causing her death. One day, I came home and I saw hubby sitting in the living room. The whole house was > filled with cigarette smoke. On the coffee table, there was this piece of paper. I know what it is all about > without even looking at it. In the two months plus of living alone, I have gradually learned to find peace > within myself. I looked at him, removed my hat and said: "You wait a while, I will sign." He looked at me, > mixed feelings in his eyes, just like mine. > As I hang up my coat, I keep repeating to myself "You cannot cry, you > cannot cry...." my eyes hurt terribly, but I refused to let tears come out from there. After I hung up my coat, > hubby's eyes stared fixed at my bulging tummy. I smiled, walked over to the coffee table and pulled the > paper towards me. Without even looking at what it says, I signed my name on it and pushed the paper to > him. "LD, are you pregnant?" Since mother's accident, this is the first time he spoke to me. I could not > control my tears any further and they fell like raindrops. I said: "Yes, but its ok, you can leave now." He did > not go, in the dark, we sat, facing each other. Hubby slowly moved over me, his tears wet the blanket. In my > heart, everything seems so far away, so far that even if I sprint, I could never reach them. I cannot remember > how many times he repeated "sorry" to me. I had originally thought that I would forgive him, but now I can't.
> In the western restaurant, in front of that girl, that cold look in his eyes, I will never forget, ever.
> We have drawn such deep scars in each other's heart. For me, it's unintentional; for him, totally > intentional. I had been waiting for this moment of reconciliation, but I realized now, what had gone past is gone > forever and could not repeated. > > Other than the thought of the baby inside me that would bring some warmth > to my heart, I am totally cold towards him, I no longer eat anything he buys for me, I don't take any > presents from him and I stopped talking to him. From the moment I signed on that piece of paper, marriage > and love had vanished from my heart. Sometimes, hubby will try to come into the bedroom, but when he > walks in, I will walk out to the living room. He had no choice but to sleep in mother's room. At night, > from his room, I can hear light sounds of groaning, I kept quiet. This used to be his trick; last time, whenever > I ignore him, he would fake illness and I will surrender and find out what is wrong with him, he would then > grab me and laugh. He has forgotten that last time I cared for him and am concerned because there was love, > but now, what is there between us? > Hubby's groaning came on and off continuing but I continuously ignored him. > Almost everyday, he would buy something for the baby, infant products, > children products and books that kids like to read. Bags and bags of it stacked inside his room till it is full.
> I know he is trying to use this to reach out to me, but I am no longer moved by his actions. He has no choice but to lock himself in his room and I can hear his typing away on his computer keyboard, maybe he is now > addicted to web surfing but none of that matters to me anymore. It was sometime towards the end of spring in > the following year, one late night, I screamed because of a sudden stomach pain, hubby came rushing into the > room, its like he did not change and sleep, and had been waiting for this moment. He carried me and ran down > the stairs, stopped a car, holding my hand very tightly and kept wiping the sweat off my brow, throughout the > journey to the hospital. Once we reached the hospital, he carried me and hurried into the delivery suite. > Lying on the back of his skinny but warmth body, a thought crossed my mind: In my lifetime, who else would > love me as much as he did? > > He held the delivery suite door opened and watch me go in; his warm eyes > caused me to manage a smile at him despite my contraction pain. Coming out of the delivery room, hubby looked
> at our son and me, eyes tear with joy and he kept smiling. I reached out and touched his hand.. Hubby looked
> at me, smiling and then he slowly collapsed onto the floor. I cried out for him in pain... He smiled, but without opening that tired > eyes of his... I had thought that I would never shed any tear for him, but the truth is, I have never felt a > deeper pain cutting through my body at that moment. Doctor said that by the time hubby discovered he had liver
> cancer, it was already in terminal stage and it was a miracle that he managed to last this long. I asked the > doctor when he first discovered he had cancer. Doctor said about 5 months ago and consoled me > saying: "Prepare for his funeral." > > I disregarded the nurse's objection and rushed home, I went into his room and checked his computer, and a suffocating pain hitsme. Hubby's cancer was discovered 5 months ago, his > groaning was real, and I had thought that... the computer showed over 200 thousand words he wrote for our son: > "Son, just for you, I have persisted, to be able to take a look at you before I fall, is my biggest wish now.... I know that in your life, you will have many happiness and maybe some setbacks, if only I can accompany you throughout that journey, how nice would it be. But daddy now
> no longer has that chance. Daddy has written inside here all the possible difficulties and problems you may > encounter during your lifetime, when you meet with these problems, you can refer to daddy's suggestion.... > Son, after writing these 200 thousand words, I feel as if I have accompanied you through life journey. To be honest, daddy is very happy. Do love your mother, she has suffered, she is the one who loves you most and also the one who loves me most..." From play school to primary school, to > secondary, university, to work and even in dealing with questions of love, everything big and small was > written there. > > Hubby has also written a letter for me: > "My dear, to marry you is my biggest happiness, forgive me for the pain I > have caused you, forgive me for not telling you my illness, because I want to see you be in a joyful mood > waiting for the arrival of our baby...My dear, if you cried, it means that you have forgiven me and I > would smile, thank you for loving me...These presents, I'm afraid I cannot give them to our son personally, > could you help me to give some of them to him every year, the dates on what to give when are all written on > the packaging... " Going back to the hospital, hubby is still in coma. I brought our son over and place him beside him. I said: > "Open your eyes and smile, I want our son to remember being in the warmth of your arms..." He struggled to open his eyes and managed a weak smile. Our son still in his arms was happily waving his tiny hands in the air. I press the button on the camera and the sound of the shutter rang > through the air as tears slowly rolled down my face.... A fatal misunderstanding and the person who loves > me the most in this world is gone forever..."Cruel misunderstandings one after another disrupted the > blissful footsteps to our family. Our originals intend of having Mother enjoy some quiet and peaceful moments in > her remaining years with us went terribly wrong as destiny's secret is finally revealed at a price, every > thing became too late."........ > > This is a true story. > LEARNING POINT - DO NOT EVER HOLD ON TO OFFENCES!!! > I am totally speechless, this story brought tears to my eyes as I read > through each line eager to know what would happen next. It truly showed the devastating power of grudges and > anger! Simple humility and communication would have resolved most of the problems in that story, as > well as patience.... This story has really touched my heart and life as a whole and it has stimulated a > paradigm shift. Though it is very sad, it is also very refreshing to know that from today, I can consciously start > to live a life free of grudge. People please let's live a life devoid of grudge. Communication is key."