Soft hearts
Today I came back slightly earlier than usual as my back was killing me. We were moving office today and the packing for the last few days coupled with the coordinations today had simply taken its toll on me. At an unearthly 8.30pm (!) I retired to the bedroom with Gean to rest for a while.
I was shocked to see tears in her eyes. I asked her why she was crying. She softly answered that she loves me and she feels very sad that I am hurting.
Ger is also like that. There was once she overheard me talking with Big that I was afraid that I might be paralyzed from spinal cord complications and she started sobbing, to my chagrin. Sometimes I forget that the kids are very alert to our conversations..
There was once during our mother and daughter sharings that I told Gean that I was a little sad when she went out with her father. To me, it was merely conversational.
She started tearing up. I got a wake up call to being sensitive about what seems perfectly conversational to me might make the kids feel sad, and it’s very sad at that.
Now, lest you think my kids are whiny and crybaby kids, they are not. If you had been following my blog, you would have guessed that Ger is a sporty, spunky and outgoing kid, while Gean is a bubbly and sunshiny child.
Their only weakness is a very soft heart. And it’s not a bad vulnerability to have, don’t you think?

















I don’t think it’s a matter of soft heartedness but you’re the closest person they’ve got so any little thing that happens to you will rock their world greatly.
I cried when I saw my dad hooked up to tubes after a DAY SURGERY procedure because parents are usually invincible, eternal figures in our eyes.
Sayang them, they are such great kids and I’m really happy for you
You have done a good job with your kids, Rachel…
Thanks Joyce… I try my best.
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