My Family...My Life

My Family...My Life

Sunday, March 20, 2011

When getting older....years from now on....

            

Story one:
           An elderly gentleman, had serious hearing problems for a number of years.
           He went to  the doctor and the doctor was
           able to have him fitted for a set of hearing aids that
           allowed the gentleman to hear 100%.
           The elderly gentleman went back in a month to the doctor and
           the doctor said, "Your hearing is perfect. Your family must
           be really pleased that you can hear again."
           The gentleman replied, "Oh, I haven't told my family yet. I
           just sit around and listen to the conversations. I've
           changed my will three times!"

Story two:
           Two elderly gentlemen from a retirement center were sitting
           on a bench under a tree when one turns to the other and
           says: "Slim, I'm 83 years old now and I'm just full of aches
           and pains. I know you're about my age. How do you feel?"
           Slim says, "I feel just like a newborn baby."
           "Really!? Like a new born baby!?"
           "Yep. No hair, no teeth, and I think I just wet my pants."

Story three:

           An elderly couple had dinner at another couple's house, and
           after eating, the wives left the table and went into the
           kitchen. The two gentlemen were talking, and one said, "Last
           night we went out to a new restaurant and it was really
           great. I would recommend it very highly."
           The other man said, "What is the name of the restaurant?"
           The first man thought and thought and finally said, "What is
           the name of that flower you give to someone you love? You
           know . . . The one that's red and has thorns."
           "Do you mean a rose?"
           "Yes, that's the one," replied the man. He then turned
           towards the kitchen and yelled, "Rose, what's the name of
           that restaurant we went to last night?"

Story four:
           Hospital regulations require a wheel chair for patients
           being discharged. However, while working as a student nurse,
           I f ound one elderly gentleman already dressed and sitting
           on the bed with a suitcase at his feet, who insisted he
           didn't need my help to leave the hospital.
           After a chat about rules being rules, he reluctantly let me
           wheel him to the elevator.
           On the way down I asked him if his wife was meeting him.
           "I don't know," he said. "She's still upstairs in the
           bathroom changing out of her hospital gown."

Story five:
           Couple in their nineties are both having problems
           remembering things. During a checkup, the doctor tells them
           that they're physically okay, but they might want to start
           writing things down to help them remember
           Later that night, while watching TV, the old man gets up
           from his chair. "Want anything while I'm in the kitchen?" he
           asks. "Will you get me a bowl of ice cream?"
           "Sure."
           "Don't you think you should write it down so you can
           remember it?" she asks.
           "No, I can remember it."
           "Well, I'd like some strawberries on top, too. Maybe you
           should write it down, so's not to forget it?"
           He says, "I can remember that. You want a bowl of ice cream
           with strawberries."
           "I'd also like whipped cream. I'm certain you'll forget
           that, write it down?" she asks.
           Irritated, he says, "I don't need to write it down, I can
           remember it! Ice cream with strawberries and whipped cream -
           I got it, for goodness sake!"
           Then he toddles into the kitchen. After about 20 minutes,
           the old man returns from the kitchen and hands his wife a
           plate of bacon and eggs. She stares at the plate for a moment.
           "Where's my toast?"
Story six:
           A senior citizen said to his eighty-year old buddy:
           "So I hear you're getting married?"
           "Yep!"
           "Do I know her?"
           "Nope!"
           "This woman, is she good looking?"
           "Not really."
           "Is she a good cook?"
           "Naw, she can't cook too well."
           "Does she have lots of money?"
           "Nope! Poor as a church mouse."
           "Well, then, is she good in bed?"
           "I don't know."
           "Why in the world do you want to marry her then?"
           "Because she can still drive!"

Story seven:
           Three old gals are out walking.
           First one says, "Windy, isn't it?"
           Second one says, "No, it's Thursday!"
           Third one says, "So am I. Let's go get a beer."

Story eight:
           A woman was telling her neighbor, "I just bought a new
           hearing aid. It cost me four thousand dollars, but it's
           state of the art. It's perfect."
           "Really," answered the neighbor. "What kind is it?"
           "Twelve thirty."

Story nine:
           Morris, an 82 year-old man, went to the doctor to get a
           physical.
           A few days later, the doctor saw Morris walking down the
           street with a gorgeous young woman on his arm. A couple of
           days later, the doctor spoke to Morris and said, "You're
           really doing great, aren't you?"
           Morris replied, "Just doing what you said, Doc: 'Get a hot
           mamma and be cheerful.'"
           The doctor said, "I didn't say that. I said, 'You've got a
           heart murmur; be careful."

           One more . . .!

           A littl e old man shuffled slowly into an ice cream parlor
           and pulled himself slowly, painfully, up onto a stool. After
           catching his breath, he ordered a banana split..
           The waitress asked kindly, "Crushed nuts?"
           "No," he replied, "Arthritis."

So...just wishing that we won't grow old to be like one of them....i don't intend to live until 80's or 90's..it will be hell of a time....hopefully, we are as strong as we are now....at heart, in the soul and mind....if i were to live up to that age,hopefully,  i'll still be a facebooker, a googler, a blogger and whatever in connection with the internets to gain more knowledge and get more information about life and life after death....more tazkirah to be read...more religous books by the side of the bed...May God gives me the full strength to move on and on......amin...

MaMaZuE

Saturday, March 19, 2011

You still have hope


You Still Have Hope




It's a beautiful song from Yolanda Adams...Never give up .....sing it along as you read this beautiful piece of article.....
 


If you can look at the sunset and smile,
then you still have hope.
If you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower,
then you still have hope.
If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly,
then you still have hope.
If the smile of a child can still warm your heart,
then you still have hope.
If you can see the good in other people,
then you still have hope.
If the rain breaking on a roof top can still lull you to sleep,
then you still have hope.
If the sight of a rainbow still makes you stop and stare in wonder,
then you still have hope.
If the soft fur of a favored pet still feels pleasant under your fingertips,
then you still have hope.
If you meet new people with a trace of excitement and optimism,
then you still have hope.
If you give people the benefit of a doubt,
then you still have hope.
If you still offer your hand in friendship to others that have touched your life,
then you still have hope.
If receiving an unexpected card
or letter still brings a pleasant surprise,
then you still have hope.
If the suffering of others still fills your with pain and frustration,
then you still have hope.
If you refuse to let a friendship die,
or accept that it must end,
then you still have hope.
If you look forward to a time or place of quiet and reflection,
then you still have hope.
If you still buy the ornaments,
put up the best or cook the supper,
then you still have hope.
If you can look to the past and smile,
then you still have hope.
If, when faced with the bad,
when told everything is futile,
you can still look up and end the conversation with the phrase..."yeah...BUT.,"
then you still have hope.
Hope is such a marvelous thing.
It bends, it twists, it sometimes hides,
but rarely does it break.
It sustains us when nothing else can.
It gives us reason to continue and courage to move ahead,
when we tell ourselves we'd rather give in.
Hope puts a smile on our face
when the heart cannot manage.
Hope puts our feet on the path
when our eyes cannot see it.
Hope moves us to act
when our souls are confused of the direction.
Hope is a wonderful thing,
something to be cherished and nurtured,
and something that will refresh us in return.
And it can be found in each of us,
and it can bring light into the darkest of places.
NEVER LOSE HOPE! 

MaMaZuE

Happiness.....


Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it.

Today i'm happy because i realised how lucky i am for everything that i have. Today i am happy because i don't have any reason not to be.

Being happy doesn't mean you're perfect. It just means you've decided to look beyond the imperfections...


You can't eat happiness. You can't buy it. You can't wear it. You can't drive it, or drink it, or sell it, or steal it. You can't lock it away. You can't negotiate for it. You can't win it, you can't marry it, you can't inherit it, and you can't cheat it. You can't smoke it, or inject it, or rent it or borrow it. You can't campaign for it or beg for it, or talk other people into giving you theirs. You can live happiness. You can create it. You can be it. You can give it to others. You can enjoy it. You can share it. You can claim it. You can have as much as you wish. You can enjoy it as much as you want, at any time, under any circumstance. You can work with it, play with it, worship, travel, eat, and sleep with it.

 

Happiness is yours to live and yours to give, if only you will. It comes from the inside, and the best way to experience it is to get it flowing out. Forget about trying and striving to get happy. Just decide to be happy, and happiness is yours.

People tend to think that happiness is a stroke of luck, something that will descend like fine weather if you're fortunate. But happiness is the result of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it.

Happiness is a journey, not a destination. Treasure every moment that you have and remember that time waits for no one. So, work like you don't need money, love like you've never been hurt, and dance like no ones watching.




Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.

Happiness is Not a Pursuit. Forget about the “Pursuit of Happiness”and you’ll become happy. Happiness is a state of mind, regardless of your goals in life or where you are going, you can travel your life's journey happy or unhappy.

When you're happy, remember that there will be a time that you will be sad in the future. When you're sad, remind yourself that you will be happy once again.

Life is too short to be sad, depressed, stressed or just unhappy.i mean look at all the things you've got; your dreams your life and your love your friends and the sunshine up above.

Everythings okay now so what are you worrying about ....stop making this hard on yourself when there are so many reasons to be happy don't worry about the mess today just fix it tomorrow and relax.



The way to happiness:
Keep your heart free from hate, your mind from worry.
Live simply, except little, give much.
Fill your life with love.
Scatter sunshine.
Forget yourself, think of others.
Do as you would be done by.
Try this for a week, and you'll be surprised."

May the sun always shine on your windowpane; May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain; May the hand of a friend always be near you; May God fill your heart with gladness & happiness forever!!!


stay happy & cheerful

to keep you young at heart

no matter how old you are

just be happy & stay cool



MaMaZuE

Friday, March 18, 2011

malang memang tidak berbau ek...

Assalamualaikum...to all..


Malang memang tidak berbau..sbb if berbau, tak jadi lah malang tu...this was what happened to us last nite..on the way to meet angah in Kuantan for dinner...our car was hit by a black cow....it was  dark around cherating area...memang totally dark coz there were no cars ahead of us at that time and luckilly too, there were no cars behind us....if not more damage could have happened...





There is always the "nasib baik" that helped us....nasib baik tak macam ni or nasib baik x macam tu...whatever...anyway..everything happened, happens for a reason which we might not know...so, redha jerlah....& bersabo jer lah...well, it was quite a tragedy...teruk gak lah situasi kereta aku....side mirror pecah & tercabut, head lamp pecah, front bonet and the left side of the car was dented...aduiiii...duit lagi...baru jer lepas renew roadtax....sighhhhh....

Nawaitu malam tu memang nak makan bersama dengan semua anak2..so I have to drive back to Kemaman to take another car to drive to Kuantan....while my hubby and 2 of my sons helped to look for the stupid cow...that was the best part of it...kelako gilerzzzzz.....they found the cow  bleeding on the head...but there was no tag on him..so how to look for the owner!!

Alhamdulillah, our dinner was great...although makan kat gerai2 jer tp the togetherness was the best... that's what they wanted..to meet all of them in a bunch...each and everyone has their stories to be shared and from there came the laughter and gigglings!!!

Eventhough, the time was short and brief as Angah is leaving KL 2moro for his theatre programme sponsored by UITM, but all of us still enjoyed our time spent...It's true that being together means being able to share a lot of experiences together....even with the kids...

After this, along is going back to his uni, then nas will be back to Muar and then left achik who is facing his SPM, angah is coming back home after his matriculation & adik starts schooling as usual......well, maybe in May or June, we'll try to make a point to get together again...We'll definitely look for that special time as our time won't be long with them..

Time flew by so fast....for now...we really love to spend our times together and it will just be a waste if we don't do it now....for later, we might not have this golden chance to be with them....either we are gone or they have their own life to spend with their own family in the future...so, better make use of this precious time with them..We cannot expect anything more from them later on...

Family togetherness is a trend that never ever dies....hoping that all of my sons would always keep this in mind...being together is our family motto...we simply love being together, playing, watching movies, laughing and crying together...in good times and bad times...being together doesn't mean we need to go far away from home...at home with a bunch of us is just good enough..."home sweet home"

Life is short so make full use of it...don't waste the life that we had built together...don't ruin the life that we constructed together...rain or shine, let us be in one complete shelter...always remember that every beginning has to end some where on one fine day....so treasure every moment that we have with all of them....As you get older, you better value time more than money, you better value love more than hatred, you better value togetherness more than separation...as your clock is running out , so make the REST of your life, the BEST of your life....that is what i used to say to myself , to my dear beloved hubby and to all my beloved sons....









They are my bodyguards day and nite, they are my spirit, heart and soul, they are my heroes in my lifetime, they are forever my friends, my lovers & my companion in good and bad times....

 MaMaZuE


Thursday, March 17, 2011

It's your life....






Life is like a song,
So sing it loud and clear
As we move along
What's important, we keep near

Each turn we take is another chance
And opens up another door
It's up to us if we get up and dance
Or choose to sit on the floor

As we grow older
We start to see
The world is on our shoulder
And reality is telling us
we are not who we want to be

Each day becomes an effort
And we begin sleeping through our lives
There is so much pain and hurt
Everyone stabbing each other with knives

All others become a bad influence
Your life is now at stake
The key to true repentance
Is what we choose to take

You see, life is what we make it
Nothing more and nothing less
Trust is strong but once you break it
Everything becomes a mess

But what good does it do for us to cry
What good does it do to whine
Everybody lives and everybody has to die
We all go through pain and have a set amount of time

All that we can do, is look to the future with hope
That someday things will all make sense
As time goes on, we will find ways to cope
And the pain will no longer seem so intense

We'll put on a smile, sing life's song with love
Hang around for a while
And seek God's grace from up above

Do your best to make sense
Of everything you're given
If nothing works out
Hold your head up high, keep living

There will be times when pain is all we feel
The clouds are all we can see
It will seem to be too much for us to deal
But in the end, God will set us free

Open up your mind
And just live for today
Each of us, our paths will wind
As we search and find our way

Near the end of our life
As we walk through our last days
We'll look back at the things
That helped light our way

We'll see all the mistakes we made
And the people who were there
The things that may have caused our smiles to fade
And the smell of the cool, fresh air

You'll think about the people you'll never know by name
And all of the joy you felt
When someone kept you from going insane
And helped you to live with the hand you've been dealt

You'll remember the sun that always came out
After the passing of the rain
It wouldn't allow you to doubt
That the joy was worth the pain


This is specially for you to relax and take your stress out...


MaMaZuE

Appreciation.....




This is a powerful message for our modern society. We seem to have lost our bearing and our sense of direction.

One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company. He passed the first interview; the director did the last interview. The director discovered from the CV that the youth's academic achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research, never had a year when he did not score.

The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?"

The youth answered, "None."

The director asked, "Was it your father who paid for your school fees?"

The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old, it was my mother who paid for my school fees."

The director asked, "Where did your mother work?"

The youth answered, "My mother worked as laundry woman."

The director requested the youth to show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.

The director asked, "Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes before?"

The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster than me."

The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go and clean your mother's hands, and then see me tomorrow morning."

The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went back, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. His mother felt strange. Happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands to the young man.

The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tear fell as he did that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were so wrinkled, and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that his mother shivered when they were cleaned with water.

This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of hands that washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fee. The bruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to pay for his graduation, academic excellence and his future.

After finishing the cleaning of his mother's hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.

That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.

Next morning, the youth went to the director's office.

The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes, asked: "Can you tell me what have you done and learned yesterday in your house?"

The youth answered, "I cleaned my mother's hands and also finished cleaning all the remaining clothes."

The Director asked, "Please tell me your feelings."

The youth said:
  1. I know now what appreciation is. Without my mother, there would not have been the successful me today.
  2. By working together and helping my mother, only now I realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done.
  3. I have come to appreciate the importance and value of family relationships.
The director said, "This is what I am looking for to be my manager. I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the sufferings of others to get things done, and a person who would not put money as his only goal in life. You are hired."

Later on, this young person worked very hard and received the respect of his subordinates. Every employee worked diligently and as a team. The company's performance improved tremendously.





A mother's love.....


MaMaZuE

Perihal pengkebumian jenazah...

Assalamualaikum to all...

Sempena malam jumaat ini, marilah kita hayati artikel inspiratif yang saya dapat dari email seorang teman 

Perihal pengkebumian jenazah....

Pengkebumian jenazah dalam Islam adalah tatacara terakhir
selepas mayat itu dimandikan, dikapankan dan disolahkan. Yang saya nak
utarakan ini pasal musibah kematian pelajar2 kita di luar negara
khususnya di US, ada juga ibubapa pelajar sendiri yang meninggal
di sini tatkala mereka datang untuk meraikan commencement kejayaan anak2 mereka, ditakdirkan Allah mereka meninggal di Amerika.
Dalam Islam, di mana kita meninggal maka di situlah pusara kita. Kita ditegah mengangkut mayat tersebut untuk di bawa ke tempat lain, misalnya ke kampungnya. Banyak antara kita berbuat begitu.
Mayat diterbangkan beribu batu, sebelum diterbangkan, mayat itu
tersimpan berhari2 di rumah mayat (mortuary). Ini menyiksakan mayat.
Jika orang Kelantan yang meninggal di KL dan kemudiannya diangkut
untuk dikebumikan di Kelantan, itu pun sudah tidak tertanggung siksa pada si mayat.

Berbalik cerita di US ini. Kita menyiksa mayat sebenarnya. Kita nak
ambilnya untuk di kebumikan di Malaysia kononnya kasih kita padanya. Sebenarnya kalau kasih kita padanya ialah dengan mengkebumikan dia di tempat dia meninggal ( US lah!)..

Itulah kasih sebenarnya, mayat itu kalau boleh bercakap dia akan
beritahu warisnya supaya jangan bawa dia pulang. Sebab Allah suruh dia
dikuburkan di tempat dia meninggal. Sudahlah semasa hidup banyak
melakukan maksiat, pada saat kematian pun mayat itu dipaksa
melanggar perintah Allah.

Menyeggerakan pengkebumian adalah perintah Allah dan dikuburkan
ditempat kematian juga adalah perintah Allah. Orang Melayu selalunya
bersifat sentimental tidak kena tempat.

Mengapakah mesti kita bawa dia (mayat) pulang, dia bukan milik kita, dia
adalah milik Allah dalam erti yang sebenarnya.. Jika dia milik Allah dan kini dia telah dipanggil oleh Allah, maka semestinyalah kita yang hidup kena faham dan kesihan padanya supaya jangan melanggar perintah Allah. Bila nak bawa balik ke Malaysia , maka azab pada mayat yang belum dikebumikan semakin bertambah2, iaitu, dasar kerajaan US ini bila mayat itu nak diterbangkan, katakanlah dari Nebraska ke Los Angeles , maka mayat itu akan disedut segala cecair dalamannya.

Peraturan penerbangan Amerika (dia kafir mana dia tahu!) ialah sebelum
mayat itu dibawa menaiki pesawat, maka segala cecair dalam tubuh mayat termasuk otaknya akan disedut supaya memastikan mayat itu betul2 kering (kononnya on medical ground).

Lepas itu dikeluarkan sijil kelulusan untuk naik pesawat. Tidakkah ini
suatu siksa pada mayat orang yang kita kasihi. Cecair dalam tubuhnya itu adalah sebahagian dari anggotanya yang menangis2 mahu dikebumikan bersama jasad, tetapi telah disedut dan jasad pula dikimiakan. Alangkah malangnya. Ini semua kerana gara2 dan kehendak waris2 yang mahu mayat itu di bawa pulang. Adakah kita anggap mayat itu barang angkutan?

Kalau ini disebabkan kita maka kita akan ditanya nanti. Perkara ini perlu
difahami dengan sungguh2 kerana Allah Taala, kerana jika simayat itu dikebumikan di US, bukan sahaja belanja penerbangan beribu kita selamat, malah yang lebih penting mayat itu akan segera dikebumikan di US dan dia tidak perlu disedut apa2.
Kalau melanggar ketetapan Allah, maka beginilah jadinya dan akibatnya. Ada waris2 yang berkata,"Kalau arwah meninggal di Mekah, tidak mengapalah dia ditanam di Mekah, tetapi ini di Amerika..?!". Kita kena faham, kemuliaan mayat atau kubur itu tidak tergantung di mana kubur itu terletak. Kemuliaan dan keselamatan mayat di alam kubur adalah tergantung kepada taqwa dia kepada Allah semasa hayatnya. Kubur di Mekah sekalipun kalau hidup menentang Allah, maka itu bukan boleh dijadikan pelindung. Kalau nak syarah lebih2 perkara2 seperti ini kepada
ahli2 waris disaat2 mereka sugul dan sedih itu terasa serba salah juga, maka di saat beginilah mungkin boleh kita utarakan. Orang kita kalau pasal nak mati di Mekah, bukan main berazam lagi.. Memang tidak salah, tetapi kita kena ingat walau mati di mana sekalipun, kubur yang akan menjadi salah satu dari Taman2 Syurga atau salah satu dari lubang2 neraka, adalah bergantung, insya'Allah, kepada sejauh mana kita hidup mengikut hukum2 dan perintah Allah. Orang islam yang faham, dia sanggup mati dan ditanamkan di mana2 sahaja sebab bumi ini semuanya hak mutlak Allah Taala dan di mana2 sahaja dia boleh beristirehat setelah dia hidup sebagai seorang hamba yang soleh/solehah yang bertaqwa, insya'Allah. Marilah kita sama2 ambil iktibar.


Hal ini sama lah dengan apa yang telah berlaku pada arwah ibu dan bapa ku yang telah bertahun-tahun duduk di Muar Johor tetapi akhirnya kedua-dua jenazah mereka dikuburkan di Kemaman, Terengganu….
Kita hanya dapat merancang hanya Allah sahaja yang dapat menentukannya..


wallahua'lam...







Dunia dan akhirat itu umpama
Rumput dan padi
Tanam padi,rumput kan tumbuh jua
Tetapi tanam rumput, takkan tertumbuhnya padi,
Begitulah jua dunia dan akhirat,
Kejar akhirat, dunia akan dapat bersama,
Kejar dunia, hanya lah dunia semata-mata….

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