Sunday, September 28, 2014

a bootie never worn

A cute little doggie bootie,
A  bootie never worn.

Today I had an idea,
I will use it for my camera pouch.

Twenty five years ago, at 7am,
My little boy Andrew was born.

Twenty five years ago, at 8 pm
We were told he was dying.

Happy 25th birthday in Heaven.
You are forever in my heart.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Tracy Mulgrew, singing from the heart

Tracy Mulgrew  have a lot in common. We live in New Zealand. The main thing is something I wish I knew her from different circumstances.

We both are bereaved mothers. Tracy lost her daughter to cancer at 10 years. Honestly her grief is deeper than mine as Andrew was just 55 days. 

Bereavement brings out some latent talent in us. Tracy shares her grief in song and poems. They are beautiful and they are sang from the bottom of her heart. Just like I express mine in writing.

I've written nine songs now, all of them unique. The local radio station has been playing some of them but home recordings and said I should go and get them recorded professionally, have been in contact with polytechnic in invercargill as they have an audio/sound production course, the guy is putting it to his students to see if it's one they want to take on. Curtis and I reworked this first song I ever wrote, it's adapted from a poem I wrote not long after Jessica's death. I was thinking if I did get a CD made I could give it away but ask for donations for Child Cancer instead.

Tracy has also helped other bereaved parents by forming the Bereaved Parents of NZ on facebook
Bereaved Parents of NZ.

Thanks Tracy. Paki Paki and Kia Keha.

Slow change to spring in New Zealand.

While you have Autumn/Fall in the Northern Hemisphere, we in the South are changing to Spring, though Jack Frost is very reluctant to go, slow approaching is the right word. Sometimes the lambs come too early, and a cold snap is sad news to the farmers.



Seasonal Changes [Friday My Town Shoot Out] [Link-up]

Changes are all around us right now. Slow approaching in some places, and well under way in others. Show us your early autumn images or images of the changing season in your town, village or city.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Isabel Allende, woman writer

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Isabel Allende (Spanish: [isaˈβel aˈʝende] ( ); born 2 August 1942) is a Chilean writer.[1][2] Allende, whose works sometimes contain aspects of the "magic realist" tradition, is famous for novels such as The House of the Spirits (La casa de los espíritus, 1982) and City of the Beasts (La ciudad de las bestias, 2002), which have been commercially successful. Allende has been called "the world's most widely read Spanish-language author".[3] In 2004, Allende was inducted into the American Academy of Arts and Letters,[4] and in 2010, she received Chile's National Literature Prize.[5]
Allende's novels are often based upon her personal experience and pay homage to the lives of women, while weaving together elements of myth and realism. She has lectured and toured many American colleges to teach literature. Fluent in English as a second language, Allende was granted American citizenship in 2003, having lived in California with her American husband since 1989.

Isabel's second book was written when her daughter died. She wrote about void, emptiness, darkness Just like Isabel, my first book brings someone to connect with me almost every day.  As a writer, the greatest accolade back from a neonatal nurse from the University hospital of Toronto. She said she read my book. The head of the NICU there gave her the book to read before she took up her position.

I would be a dream I won't ask if I can achieve a fraction of her success. I have already succeeded. Recently, a counselor/therapist read my 4th book, Cry of oppressed women told me she will use it as reference for her work.

my books as a reference for professionals

Published May 2014

Women face many kinds of oppression.

A counselor/therapist  read my book and said she would use it as a reference for her work. This is the best accolade one can get from a professional. Cry is my second book where it is used.

Diary of a bereaved mother is used in a university hospital in Canada as a reference for professionals in neonatal intensive care.


outdoor wednesday: portable BBQ

We went to a BBQ, the city's free BBQ allows you 1 hour of free use. This guy was very smart to bring his own.

University Graduation

Last week, I was driving past a university, and I saw some students taking their graduation photos in the rain.

When you have slogged three, four, six, ten years. Don't you think you deserve an elaborate ceremony like this? The water engineer getting his PhD.
***Inside the Auckland Town Hall***

This was my capping/graduation/convocation with Mark. I walked from the campus at Princess Street, down Victoria Street, walked up the stairs into the Great Hall. Then I never saw him again. I wonder where he is now.

My reflection for this week is two profound ideas. I just learn that some Town fathers wanted to demolish this building. Luckily there was some wise people who opposed to this move. Imagine this grand old lady was gone? What a great loss it would be.

The other is some people advocate that you don't need to succeed in life without an education. I beg to differ. Education has served my family very well. My grand grand dad had a SIEW CAI, and equivalent of a university degree more than 100 years ago in China. The family had instilled in us the value of education. Yes, we may not be rich financially, but we have a wealth of experience.