Comfort Soup

My son is home with stomach flu today! That means I have to put my to do list on hold and take care of him! The child is green from the bug in his stomach, so I have to make him some chicken rice soup, and feed him ginger tea, with a touch of honey to cure the sickness!

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He is resting, and once in a while moans in pain. Usually, he doesn't like to eat soup, but today he asks for some. Strange boy! I have noticed that during this past year, whenever he got sick, he would ask me to make him soup!

Here is my own recipe for this Chicken Rice Soup.

On a second note, here is another article Natural Herbs and Foods to Help Upset Stomach.

Maybe, he has the home-cooking-comfort bug, or maybe he just wants to see me all worried and busy about him. Either way, as a mother, I am worried, and doing the best I can to help him.

Ash Wednesday

Today is Ash Wednesday, and the idea of "ashes to ashes, dust to dust" is really hitting home with me today.

Every year we carried out the same tradition. We received the sign of the cross in ashes on our forehead to remind us that we will return to ashes. We will die, and our bodies will become ashes. That's it! That's all!

We can't take anything with us! We come to the world naked, alone, and vulnerable! When it is time for us to go, we will go empty handed, alone, and vulnerable! Nothing on this earth can we bring with us, including our children!

One thing I have been contemplating on the past few years is cremation. I do not want to be buried since it will take room on this earth. It makes more sense to return to ashes this way!

Today is great day to reflect on what life really means to us. It is a reminder that earthy possession has no weight in our life.

You Do Not Have to be in a Wheelchair to be Handicapped

Friday! It's not Friday the 13 or anything, but it seems like today is not my day!

I went to the gas station and fueled up my car since the weather forecast is not going to be good tomorrow. (We suppose to get from 3 to 7 inches of snow, yikes, more shoveling!!)

Standing by the counter, I was minding my own business as I paid for my gas, a man in the wheelchair came next to me and made his being known with a loud voice. He asked: "Is that your Honda out there?" I answered: "Yes! Why?"

He moved away with his wheelchair and said: "Nothing! It's just that's a handicap parking!" Rude man, I thought! You don't accuse people and walk away!

I snapped right back: "I'm handicapped!!! I have a handicap license plate on!" He quickly disappeared behind the shelf without another word. A few customers in the store looked after the man and shook their heads.

I was still in a stage of shock! Did he have a look at my license plate? Did he see the way I walked? Do I have to be in a wheelchair to be considered handicapped? I mean, before you make an accusation to embarrass people in public place, shouldn't you find out the fact first?

If I have known he is coming, and needed the space more than me, I would have gladly given it to him. However, at the time of my arrival, he was no where to be found!

I feel really stupid having to defense myself as a handicapped! Handicapped people come in many different forms, sizes, shapes, and needs. One should not have to be in a wheelchair to prove that they are handicapped!

Passionate Blogger Award

I have received a Passionate Blogger Award, from Ghunibee Scraps. Many thanks to Glynis for this wonderful gesture.


I am going to list five things that I am passionate about:

1. My family and friends
2. Reading and writing
3. Be a good person, and do the right things
4. Pay it forward
5. Learning new things

Passing this award on to:

1. Fickle Muse by Debrah
2. Musing by the Creekside by Sissy T.
3. Belfast Born and Bred by Geri
4. Poetic Expression by Michele Cameron Drew
5. The Unorthodox Chef by Lauren
   

Friendship is a beautiful thing, even through cyberspace! Thank you everyone for reading, commenting and or dropping entrecard on my blog. I appreciate all your support!

Happy Valentine's Day

Photo by Icy

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

Seeking Sanctuary

I am in my eight years of being a single mom, and during these times I see no man nor wanted too. Life is complicated enough to deal with!

After he had remarried and divorced for the second round, I thought that I am free from this intolerable person, but I am not. He is the same annoying, inconsiderate, and air head man!!

I forever owe him my life, and the simple reason is shared custody. This is the heaviest weight in my life! I still have to deal with him every other weekend. If everything works out with the little boy, then smooth sailing. If not, then I became the punching bag for his verbal abuse!!!After the verbal abuse, it will be phone calls abuse, and finally email abuse!

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It never ends! According to him:

• I'm abnormal for not letting him has a run of my house
• I'm crazy because I got mad and yelled at him for freely take a shower in my house without asking me first.
• I'm being difficult since I don't let him goes up stair and lies in my bed.
• He is free to eat, drink, and fart in my house because he paid child support.
  

This morning I received three emails from him. The subject title includes: "Is this email still working? Failure to communicate! Let's be friends already!"

In each email, there is always some mocking going on such as "email is free, you should learn to use it.." There are so many demands from this man, and I just want to break free. My son is 10, I give him the phone whenever he wants to talk to him, so there is no communication needed between me and him. As far as be friends, I don't want too!

I feel like I'm still living under his thumbs, and having no control of my own house when he is around. When will this be enough? When can I stop having anything to do with him?

I am seeking sanctuary! Is there any place else on earth I can go to without having to deal with him? Is there a law that offers protection for my sanity? I need sanctuary!!!

Leave Me Alone!!!

This is my rant for the week. I have been receiving messages such as: "If you need words of encouragement, take a look at my material" and "Are you suffering from negatives, reprogramming yourself with my content"!

ARRRRRG...If I need encouragement, or suffering from negativity, what make them think that I want to read their stuffs? I don't want to kill myself after reading them!!!

This is just simply pathetic, and makes my blood boiled! I'm a writer, I express how I feel! Maybe it is sad at times, and maybe it is happy at others.

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If they want me to read their stuffs, this is not exact how it should be approached! What happens to their common sense? Are they experts in the field of healing people from negatives or discouragements? Are they professional shrinks?

These people read one of my poems, and took it upon themselves to set me straight! I wonder what they would have said to Picasso or Van Gogh when they view these artists' paintings!

Last year, the comments went like this: "you write like a bitch", and "you owe me a blow job"! This year, I'm virtually and mentally ill, not to mention being called a con-artist for writing an article on search engines! Enough already...Just leave me alone!