Saturday, October 27, 2012

WE ARE THERE FOR YOU!


      I know it is hurting you very much, dear; as it hurts me as much to hear the news. It happened so unexpectedly and no one would want it that way, if we have a right to choose what is in life.

It was yesterday noon when I answered the phone with your dad telling me that your sister would not be able to come back for the class. He asked to be excused and hoping I could make arrangements for the oral test. I told him it would be okay as it would be on the next day and you and your sister just needed to get ready for it. There would be no worry as you are so good, that’s what I told him.

He was in high spirits, as he sounded, showing his appreciation, which I NEVER, EVER expected was his last appreciation for just such a simple task to be fulfilled. Just imagine, at that minute, all of you were happily shopping, having such a sweet, wondrous family outing together.

How could this be true when you turned up for your night lesson and finished it with any interruption? It was your daddy who had always been waiting to pick you up after the lesson and so, when you had to wait, I just thought he was late. I waved you goodbye and jumped into my car and drove off. I never knew how long you waited for your dad who could never come to fetch you nor how you reacted when someone else picked you up and released the terrible news to you…..

Sorry, dear, if only I had known about it earlier, I would never have left you waiting alone. I would have held you tightly in my arms because I really do understand how it feels to lose someone special, someone who loved you so much, someone who had always been there to hug you, support you and share so much joy, seeing you growing up.

But, in a matter of two hours he left you for your class, he was gone forever. If I were you, I would have screamed, asking why God had been so cruel to take him away – he wasn’t in the right age to do so, as many would say. There are going to be lots of whys and hows, and yet nobody could tell you satisfying answers.

          I know the pain is piercing for you and your family, but dear, you just have to walk out of it somehow. Life is a long way for you - though without Dad - but I am sure you and your siblings and your dearest mum would be able to hold hands together to overcome the pain caused. Neither would it be your dad’s wish to watch you over from somewhere in the night time sky as a new star to see you in depression and grief. He would absolutely hope to see you live in sunshine and love,grow up strong and beautiful, lovable and kind, with a golden heart.

          Remember the dreams and hopes your dad had had for you and your siblings, remember the happy times you had had together, remember every cherished moments – all these will turn into magical power to lead you through the difficult times you are nowin. Just trust he is always there for you, invisible but guarding over you, just as God has always done to us.

          Remember the lessons of Tessa who lost her dearest friend, Leah? Remember how we shared the lessons together and how I told you that only when you have lost someone special and dear, will you be able to understand Tessa’s loss and the pain she suffered? I am so sorry that it happened so fast to you and your family, really I do. But if Tessa could walk out of her pain, you could do too. Saying goodbye to your dad doesn’t mean that you do not love him anymore, it’s just letting Dad to live in your heart forever.

          It’s not a shame to cry and shed your tears of grief. It’s in fact wrong to bury your grief deep in your heart and pretend it wasn’t there all the while. Let these tears turn into supplements that will bring wondrous harvest to your garden of love in your heart. You will be blessed with love and care around you, with so many willingly, readily lending a shoulder for you to lean on as WE ARE THERE FOR YOU!

Just be strong to face the world and overcome any obstacles blocking in your path. If God has closed a door for you, he definitely will open another for you, so lift up your face in pride and tell the world: I AM READY!!!


Sunday, September 2, 2012

情系昙花


从来没想过当初在某个机缘下,接受了一片昙花叶片,随意把它插在花盆里,演变成今天只能用‘庞然大物’来形容我的昙花植株。
还记得才萌芽的叶片被女儿的白兔吃剩下那么丁点儿,一心以为,唉!就这样就没了,也算了吧。一段日子后,无意间发现就那么一丁点儿的东西竟然长出手臂长的叶片,绿油油的,亭亭玉立于风中摇曳。
      我被那神态深深地吸引住,于是细心地浇水、施肥。很快它就继续长出许多叶片,直到有一天,在叶节间冒出一些小颗粒。慢慢的,这些颗粒演变成花蕾,令我万分惊喜。因为常听人说,昙花很难得开花,有些人种了多年没见花,而我只在几个月后就有‘收成’,不由得我不雀跃万分。
      终于守得第一朵昙花绽放的夜晚,每过一两分钟就跑去露台看看花蕾是否爆开了。看过一些文章讲述昙花会等到没人看到的时刻突然绽放,我不想错过那么难得的一刻,于是坚守住它。也许是第一次种昙花,第一次等待昙花开放,那种心急简直像一个待产的妈妈的家属在产房外,不停地踱步,不停地张望。
从九点开始,花蕾就逐渐的膨胀,花瓣慢慢地脱离,慢慢地张开,并没有所谓的突然就绽放了。十一点时,昙花完整的展在眼前,洁白的花瓣,淡黄的花丝,鲜红的柱头,配着黑暗的背景,那种妖艳唯有亲自目睹,才能体会它与众不同的绚丽。
          慢慢地,从一盆变成两盆,我尽力把叶片伸出栏杆,让它下垂,形成一种独特的‘叶帘’。我以为一些残老的叶片不再开花,于是就把它们修剪,也为了不让它长得太大棵。
          但是很快的,我发现我错了。有一片伸得较远的叶片逃过我的剪刀,也因为是这样才让我发现即使它又残又老,却仍然会开出许多花蕾,不得不让我重新认识昙花的生长有别于其他的花卉。
          另一个惊奇的发现是,我的两盆昙花每一两个月就开一次花,而每年在气候很炎热的时候就会来一场昙花盛会,满满的一盆,每一叶片都长出花蕾,两个星期内就绽放了整百朵的昙花。
          昙花难得一开,对我老说,不再是童话,反而是对亲友们来说,是一种的神奇。于是,我开始为昙花着迷,去年再种了三盆。也许是在凉棚底下,绿油油的叶片竟然长得整两米长有余,向上伸向下垂,简直就是庞然大物也!
          最让我为昙花痴迷的是最近两次的昙花盛会。最新的两盆开满了百余朵,一个星期内每晚于深夜中妖艳的绽放,那股幽香令我如痴如醉。我更是疯狂的为昙花守夜,只为了一睹它的风采,深深地吸入那阵沁肺的幽香,拿着相机把它的娇媚记录成永恒的记忆。
          却没想到,花谢后的两个星期内,我再次地发现所有昙花又开始冒蕾,包括刚开满的两棵植株,而且是比先前更加‘丰收’。这次的昙花盛会,轰动了全家人,也在深夜赔我看花,或错过的就在清晨往我的栏杆四处抬头一望,分享昙花临谢前最后的风采。
          也许许多人会认为我对昙花如痴如醉、万般疯狂,就像昙花对我情有独钟,一个月内给予我两次的惊喜,那真是可遇不可求的际遇啊!
          然而,昙花只有在深夜才绽放,这是许多人都没有机会目睹的一景,短短的几小时内,天亮了就开始凋谢,从令人惊叹的妖艳化为平淡。
          昙花一现,人生的许多人事也已经面目全非。。。。。。。。。


Thursday, July 19, 2012

笨笨的老婆


          “大嫂,你下来看看是不是笨笨的老婆被车子撞了。”

          我奔到马路口,她躺在一滩血中,背后的裂口流出她的肠肚。我忍住悲痛,把她带回来,在芒果树下挖了个洞,亲自埋葬了她。

          九个月前,笨笨第一次出现在我家。瘦得皮包骨,一身皮肤病和恶臭,大约只有两个多月大。我才从车子下来,他就摇着尾巴,哀求的看着我。坦白说,我不想养他,试着驱赶,但就像所有跑来我家的狗狗,越是驱赶,就越是靠近我,甚至用前脚趴我,不得不让我屈服。

          我对他说:“如果你想当我家的狗,你要听话,不可乱咬东西,还要乖乖的看门。”

          仿佛听得懂我的话,他的尾巴摇动得更加激烈,稀少的几根毛,带着几许滑稽,我忍不住笑了。

          当我给他食物时,他莽撞的东找西看,就是没看到眼前盘子里的饭,还要我按住他的头,才能把食物狼吞虎咽的吃光。

          第二天、第三天。。。。连续好多天他都是那样才能把饭吃完。我实在忍不住,就对他说:“笨啊!饭在这里啦!笨笨!”

没想到,当我说笨笨的时候,他就很兴奋的摇着尾巴,那双眼睛指望着我,仿佛在说:“这名字我非常喜欢!”

每天傍晚,当我准备给他喂食时,只要一喊“笨笨!”,他就飞快从躲藏的角落跑出来。我试着喊他“BOY BOY”,但他却没反应,仿佛“笨笨”本来就是他的名字。

我叫他握手,但他却不会像狗狗应该有天分,自动伸出前脚给你。我抓起他的前脚,他就把它缩回去,无论如何教导,至今都没学会。真是天生的笨笨啊!

几个月之后,笨笨长大了,一身浓密、柔软的白毛中散着黑斑点,还真是个帅哥。有一天,他没回来吃饭。我跑到马路去找,喊破喉咙也没回来。

过了几天,当我回到家时,笨笨奔跑过来,圆圆的身子瘦了一圈。正当我在数他的不是时,我注意到不远处站着一只黑漆漆的母狗。我点着笨笨的鼻子,问:“你带回来的老婆?”

笨笨吠了几声,跑过去,在母狗身边转了一圈。我尊下身子,伸出手,但母狗始终保持一段距离。我准备了两份晚餐,笨笨狼吞虎咽的吃着,母狗远远地看着。我把盘子推过去,好一阵子,看到我的善意,她才走过来,吃两口,退两步,警惕地把晚餐吃完了。

          于是,黑母狗就这样住到我家,我把她命名 GIRL GIRL。她是一只很乖巧的狗狗,很懂的讨人欢心。很快的,她就会看到我来时伸出前脚,左右交叉的和我握手。她也学会了不可欺负我喂养的几只野猫。当猫猫在吃猫粮时,她会乖乖地坐在一旁,伸长着前脚,样子是那么端庄,每每忍不住在她的头摸摸几下。

          笨笨不大会吠人,但他老婆就非常称职,白天夜晚都好好的守住家门。邻居的狗跑来要抢吃,我跟她说:“GIRL GIRL!  这是你们的晚餐,不可以让别的狗狗吃了,懂吗?”

换着是笨笨,他还大方的把晚餐让出来,但他老婆就奋力地守住,还把对方赶回去。

          我常常在他们吃晚餐时,摸着他们的头,对他们说话。甚至是喂猫时,两只狗狗也会撒娇,抢着要我抱抱或抚摸,不让我把猫猫抱在怀里,常被他们搞笑了。

不久,GIRL GIRL生了五只宝宝,三只像她黑漆漆中杂着褐色,两只像笨笨。为了保护她的宝贝,连笨笨都不能靠近,否则她就会对他咧着嘴,严厉地给予警.

          一个月后,我把小狗送走,留下一只像笨笨的小狗自养。我一直认为,这是多美好的一个情景:笨笨爸爸 + GIRL GIRL  妈妈 + 宝宝, 一家大小,幸福美满。

          没想到,今晚喂好他们之后,回到楼上忙着事务,却传来 GIRL GIRL 被撞了。我摸黑把她埋了,因为我不希望野狗跑来把她分尸,尤其是她流露出来的肠肚。

我心痛地挖洞,泪不听使唤的奔流,还拉了一大把枯枝压在她的坟上。笨笨跑来吠着,仿佛在问:你们在干什么?”

我问笨笨:“你为什么没把老婆看好啊?”

明知道她不会回应我,明知道她不可能抬头看我一眼,我却问她为什么跑到马路去,问她为什么选择以这种方法离开这个世界,问她为什么不再留下来当我笨笨的老婆,帮我看门。。。。。。。。。


Friday, July 13, 2012

加油,孩子!


听到消息,我真的怔住了。我真的希望那不是真的,毕竟太残酷了。

          一个大好青年就这样一声不响的离开人世,留下怀胎四个月的妻子和一个四岁的儿子。我不认识他,因为结婚时我无法喝上这杯喜酒,但妻子却是我亲如半个女儿啊!永远都不能改变这种关系,因为你是第一批叫我老妈的孩子,我能不心痛吗?

心中无限感慨,只能深深地呼吸,才能把脑海中飞转的“为什么”压抑,忍住鼻尖那一阵酸楚。我告诉自己,我一定要见你一面,只想紧紧地拥抱住你,让你好好地哭一场,让眼泪洗涤你心中的悲痛。

转了好几条路,打了好几个电话,总算让我找到你的家。其实因工作关系,你已经多年在外地,只有过年才回来,近来几年都很难见个面,也很少听到你那铃似的笑声。

一双泪眼,已经沙哑的声音,你把头靠了过来,我紧紧地搂住你,轻拍着你的肩膀,让那悲痛化着鼻涕眼泪,排山倒海的发泄。

良久良久。从激烈的哭泣,慢慢地变得无声,只有肩膀在抽搐着。

哭吧,孩子!你是应该好好的哭一场;你还在甜蜜中编制着你的未来,期待着已经安排好的旅行,期待着即将莅临的女儿,一切就如童话故事般美满。

然而,残酷的现实却对你那么残忍,撕裂了你的美梦,粉碎了你的世界。茫然的你,将何去何从?谁将牵引着你的手,勇敢的走下去?当你无助、疲惫的时候,谁又将肩膀给予你依靠?没有人能取代那双有力的手,也没有人能取代那温暖的怀抱所给予的温柔。

所以,当你喃喃的念着,当你一次又一次的倒在我怀里,我唯有紧紧地把你拥住,希望你能感受到绝望中还有许多关爱你的人,随时随地都愿意拉你一把,牵着你的手,勇敢地踏出下一步。

也许,上天对你是残忍了点,几乎带走了你的一切,但也那么巧妙地留下一双儿女,凑成一个好字。我知道前面的路是那么的艰难,但是为了儿女,你还是必须从跌倒的地方站起来,再多的挫折也要咬紧牙根,牵着孩子的小手走下去。

你是个母亲,我相信你一定能发挥一个母亲的光辉与力量,把剩余的爱满满的灌溉在那小小的心灵,让他们化为向日葵,灿烂地绽放于阳光底下!那一天,你将会骄傲的仰起头,告知在天之灵,在他默默的保佑下,那个好字是任何书法家都没办法演绎得更完美。

加油,孩子!别忘了你并不孤单,因为身边仍然有许多许多的爱!