tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64643151876109228102024-03-19T11:51:55.501+09:00Helena: A Cross Over the BorderWhat a beauty and blessing it is when we are able to reach out across what every border that separate usHelena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-21408579244824162272014-08-05T06:31:00.002+09:002014-08-05T06:31:43.421+09:00The Return..<br />
Jiah! that sounds more like the title of a horror movie... lol<br />
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However, there's nothing horrific about it... it's actually silly. So after a Looooooooooooong Pause or hibernating phase of updating this blog.... here I am... TA-DA!!<br />
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The reasons are many but the most prominent one is that I was doing my MA degree and I created a new blog for it... you can find it <a href="http://rijolylearningjournal.blogspot.co.uk/">here</a><br />
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However, due to brain limitation and poor password management, I lost the password to this blog. Which prompt me to continue writing on the other blog.<br />
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Now that I finished my MA and return to Ambon... Oh I am in Ambon at the moment....I magically recover the password to THIS blog and lost the password to the OTHER blog... lol... I know! I Know!<br />
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Either way, I am back!Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-80586963194639563612012-04-02T22:07:00.001+09:002012-04-03T12:47:40.906+09:00Short note<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFzj5Dg_oh9FGWV1wPM9tyzDzwwp8_FjiC5d3hhid9zhIE6NF_hjOKTux-0KLMe5M5NoEasdH9jaFkiro8y57bvMWOTISGchCcxrd1Xw844rzWpsT3yWcdTDtzjJCJVQVH8G2Nkzwcfhk/s1600/Mama+and+Anya.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFzj5Dg_oh9FGWV1wPM9tyzDzwwp8_FjiC5d3hhid9zhIE6NF_hjOKTux-0KLMe5M5NoEasdH9jaFkiro8y57bvMWOTISGchCcxrd1Xw844rzWpsT3yWcdTDtzjJCJVQVH8G2Nkzwcfhk/s320/Mama+and+Anya.JPG" width="259" /></a></div><br />
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Just taking this quick moment to say that I love being a Mum.<br />
It can be very frustrating, exhausting and monotonous especially in my case but all is rewarding. For every tired bones, there are smiles from Tania. For every minute I am about to burst out and yell in exasperation, There she is stood with innocent smile and lovingly if not trusting calling me "Mama Annie". For every seconds that it feels very monotonous, she performs a new things she learned, a new word, a new movements etc.<br />
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Life is just beautiful and unpredictable.Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-22035182556819314832012-03-19T09:54:00.001+09:002012-03-20T12:39:54.150+09:00Senyum Manis itu....Pagi-Pagi iseng lihat2 foto yang di posting adik2 di Facebook. Ternyata, Sudah Ada perubahan persepsi tentang Bagaimana cara tersenyum. Senyum manis itu bukan lagi tarikan Dua sisi bibir ke atas, atau pun sumringah yang kelihatan deret gigi. agar wajah terlihat Bahagia.<br />
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Berdasarkan rangkaian foto-foto yang Saya lihat Pagi ini maka, senyum manis yang menarik itu adalah....<br />
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1. Menggembung-gembungkan pipi... Dengan bibir yang mencurut... Selintas jadi Mirip ikan kembung or puffer fish ... Bayangkan Ny. Puff... Guru mengemudinya Spongebob Squarepants<br />
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2. Penampakan ikan kembung ini masih di kombinasikan lagi dengan 2 kening yang terangkat ke atas seolah sedang kaget, terperangah atau sedang me-WOW kan sesuatu... Dengan Dagu sedikit mendongak atau di donyongkan ke bawah Dan bahu yang di majukan kedepan seperti foto model lagi pose<br />
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3. Kalau bukan senyum ala ikan kembung atau puffer fish... Maka Gaya senyum terbaru adalah mengemut bibir kebelakang... Hmmm atau gimana ya cara mendeskripsikannya.... Pokoknya berusaha agar Lesung pipi kelihatan. <br />
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4. Kemudian Selain ekspresi wajah tersebut Akan di tambah dengan pose-pose Lainnya seperti mengucek rambut, atau setidaknya Tanganpun harus di rambut, disisi kepala de el el seperti sedang Sakit kepala, pusing atau lagi bête. Menggigit jari. Meletakan Tangan Di depan mulut seperti teperangah. And so on<br />
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Mengapa anak2 sekarang mau Saja menjadi Ny. Puff Saya tidak tahu. Mungkin itu definisi cute saat ini. Merujuk kepada maraknya trend K-Pop (mungkin)<br />
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Baiklah... Saya tidak menentang atau melarang ekspresi diri generasi yang Lebih muda Dari Saya. Toh dengan kemajuan teknologi dimana Semua orang Sudah bisa memiliki kamera Dan kemudian men-share-nya dengan jaringan pertemanan, Baik di dunia Nyata atau pun dunia maya, kita Semua merasa ketertarikan Dan kebutuhan untuk mengkespresikan diri kita. <br />
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Hehehehe....Ternyata senyum manis pun menderita sebuah perubahan persepsi.<br />
Kalau melihat foto2 Jaman Oma opa dulu... wajah mereka kadang Tanpa senyum, terlihat dingin Dan kadang tidak menatap kamera. <br />
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Foto2 jaman mama Dan papa, terlihat Lebih Berani Dan frontal terhadap bidikan kamera. Mereka tersenyum Dan menatap kamera. Mari kita sepakat menyebut senyum ini sebagai senyum normal... (ingat normal itu relatif ya)<br />
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Foto2 Saya sendiri masih dengan pose senyum normal namun pada masa Saya pun senyum itu Sudah sedikit menjalani pergeseran. Bukan hanya senyum biasa, namun juga di tambah dengan kepala yang sedikit dimiringkan ke kiri Dan ke kanan secara asymmetries atau pun simetris. Kadang2 Saya Mengangkat jari telunjuk Dan jari tengah membentuk peace sign... Atau kadang Tanda peace ini di letakan secara diagonal di pipi... Merujuk ke cara pose teman2 Jepang. <br />
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Dan sampai lah kita ke adik2ku tercinta yang mari secara comical Saya sebut generasi Mrs. Puff and Model-wanna-be. <br />
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Sedihnya, Saya tidak bisa menentukan satu pun foto tersenyum yang tulus, yang tidak dibuat-buat walau banyak sekali foto2 cantik, ekspresif, cute de el el de es be ge... Mungkin mereka Semua sedang berlatih jadi model atau mengkespresikan Jiwa model yang Ada Dalam mereka. <br />
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Hmmm... Kalau standar senyum ini di pakai Dalam penilaian Putri Indonesia atau Miss Indonesia apakah termasuk Dalam kategori 3 B (Brain Beauty Behaviour). Saya jadi ingat 2 Gadis manis yang Saya lihat di salon minggu lalu. Mereka cantik dengan polesan make-up, dandanan and tata rambut ala anak muda (baca K-Pop style). Mereka mengantar temennya yang Akan memotong poninya. Singkat kata 2 Gaddis manis K-Pop wanna-be ini duduk di Kursi tunggu yang letaknya tepat bersebelahan dengan Saya. Begitu duduk Dan kelihatan Kaca, salah satu Dari mereka mengeluarkan handphone kamera Dan mereka berdua pun sibuk menggembung2kan wajah Dan memotret berulang2 pose yang Saya sebut kan Diatas. Sambil setiap Kali berteriak 'awww kita cantik... Cute bangets!" kemudian salah satu Dari mereka tersenyum yang bisa Saya bilang senyum normal... Teman yang satu ya lagi pun bilang " yang ini dihapus Saja. Kamu senyum ya Jelek disini". O lalala!!!!<br />
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In the end, seperti yang Saya bilang Diatas... Saya tidak menentang Dan melarang... Tidak salah kan berekspresi.. Tapi jangan kehilangan jari dirimu yang sebenarnya hanya agar bisa disebutin cute, cantik Dan mengikuti trend.<br />
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You are beautiful in brain and Behaviour. Tinggal laku Dan bobot bicaramu (berpendidikan) yang Akan menjadi cerminan seberapa cantik dirimu. <br />
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Berfoto ala K-Pop, CB, 7 Icons etc... Ayooooo... Saya juga suka kadang2 memakai pose2 ini... Buat lucu-lucuan Aja....Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-27068202315554220762012-01-13T17:13:00.000+09:002012-01-13T17:13:35.288+09:001 Week in PadangTomorow afternoon will be exactly 1 week of Tania and I joining Simon in Padang. <br />
So far it has been an enjoyable adventure. I got several messages asking me whether our move will be 'permanent' (that is until Simon's contract is done) or just temporary, a month or two. At the moment I will say, I don't know. We'll play it by ears. Tania absolutely enjoy her time with her daddy and that is irreplaceable and too precious. <br />
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Padang adventure week 1 has its challenges and of course lots of joy. <br />
We live in Simon's rented room 3 minutes (just guessing) walk from the office.<br />
There are so many advantages to this. Tania got quality time with Daddy, Simon got food other than Makanan Padang and we get to safe up a lot of money. Simon comes home every lunch time and dinner. Tania gets to see her dad, read book and play iPad with him. We save up on food expenses because as Simon said he can spent up to 50,000 IDR for 1 day food just for himself. Now that I am cooking, 50,000 IDR stretches for 2 or 3 days for the three of us. Simon gets to eat vegetables cooked other than swimming in coconut milk, curries etc. <br />
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Now this very big advantages present a challenge for me, especially on the cooking front. <br />
You see... It's a rented room so we have no kitchen. We also don't have/haven't bought a stove. So as I mentioned in my previous note, I am utilizing our rice cooker to cook all of our food. HAH!! Trust me it works BEAUTIFULLY!!! Of course it takes extra work, patience and creativity but oh yeah it works. (got couple of notes from friends who said they've tried it too)<br />
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Simon already suggest me to start posting my cooking with rice cooker recipe on my cooking blog (which I intended to do). Please keep watch on it. So I've cooked full meal for us of rice, Vegetables and proteins dish, porridge for Tania and I'll start on desert this week.<br />
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The rice cooker cooking took me back at our refugee camp. I still remember very vividly the time we fled our village during the Sectarian Conflict in 2000. We fled to my mother's sister's place who live at the Navy Base in Halong. There was no gasoline for our stove and our wood supply had ran out (we live in a navy complex housing and no where near the woods). Thus my mother took the liberty to use our rice cooker to cook almost all the food we have. So when Simon Andy I still thinking of buying a stove and need to set schedule to clear out some space to cook, I told him..,. I can cook Keith rice cooker in the mean time. <br />
He told me later that he was quite amazed that I can produce full meal from it. Nah! It's no rocket science. Nor that I am overly creative etc... Experience and my Mom taught me not to give up on situation. Thank you Mama!Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-72098513160053631962012-01-09T06:28:00.000+09:002012-01-09T06:28:23.633+09:00Notes on Padang Arrival Day and Day 1- Short Note on Arrival in Padang: Arrived at about 3 PM. The weather was pretty bad and we had a bumpy ride on our airplane. We were welcomed by drizzle or rain and a slightly bigger one as we headed in a taxi to Simon's rented room, which will be our 'home' for the next ..... Time. I got Tania to sleep and then start unpacking and tidied thing up. Simon went to the market and bought the essentials... Electric Fan, Rice Cooker, water dispenser, plates, glasses and cutleries. We had a good nap. Our dinner was rice and food we packed from Ambon; sambal goreng Tempe and Ayam ungkep goreng, with an addition of pop mie to add a bit of soupy thing for our rice. note on the rice in Padang ... Not very nice. ---<br />
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Padang, Day 1<br />
It was Sunday and it Began with no running water. <br />
It didn't dampen the spirit. What's a day without bath anyway? Hehehe.... Surely the three of us can managed that. <br />
We had the same breakfast as our dinner (meaning no extra spending for food)<br />
Today is spent to shopping for some other essential and getting me to get used to the traffic (amazingly crazy people driving) and the route to the market and shops. It helps me to see the areas and calculate time and need whenever me and Tania go out for our daily food shopping. <br />
lunch at shopping center. Back to the room and nap. <br />
Late afternoon was for me to get creative and utilize the rice cooker as our alternative cooking device (since we haven't bought the kompor yet)- warm the rice, cook Tania's porridge, heat the soup for our dinner. DONE! Lovely day 1.Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-38342868814166016852011-12-18T01:58:00.000+09:002011-12-18T01:58:23.116+09:00The Water GirlI remembered sitting in a Women Leadership class and our professor asked us to write a description of who we are. I wrote this following....<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">The water girl</div><div> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Flows with the flows</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Often bumps on hard rocks</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">But always manage to get through</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Seeped through soil and hard stones</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Though it takes time but the water will seep through</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">It is just a matter of time and patience</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Colliding mingle mixing and always fluid with surrounding</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Can be still as the lake</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Can bubble with glee as the stream meet on the mouth of the sea.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Can sparkle and sprinkle as the raindrops lured it </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Can rage as the stormed sea and calmed on the next wind breeze</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Refreshed, soothed, cleansed</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Deep and reflective</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Reaching out and embrace</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt;">Water, element of life, you cannot live without.</span></div><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">I was chatting with a friend last night and he asked me whether motherhood is difficult. The question took me by surprised for 2 reason; one, his question was a bit out of the content that we were talking about and second, I don’t know how to answer. Motherhood has its ups and downs but always the most beautiful role on earth. At the moment, my 1,2 y/o baby is beginning to walk and exploring so more work, time and attention are needed. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I asked him why he asked me that. He said I didn’t write anymore. He is looking forward for my next blog entry. Awww… how nice… It feels good when you know something you did is enjoyed by others. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I told him that of course Motherhood has its constraints. As a mother, I have different perspective of life, my priorities changed and husband, my baby and family life comes first. At the moment, better-half is working in another province so Tania got all my attention. Mind you, taking care of baby/toddler is a round the clock work. I admire my mother and generations before them.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I told my friend that despite the constraints, having a baby enable me to develop new skills.</div><div class="MsoNormal"> I am now a …………</div><ol><li><b>One-Hand-Momma: </b>I am now skilled to work with one hand (left hand) while balancing a baby on my hip.</li>
<li><b>Multi-tasking Momma:</b> I can talk on the phone with my husband while feeding Tania and simultaneously talking to her and Simon.</li>
<li><b>Creative-Momma: </b>I made up silly songs in minutes or tell an imaginative story about bird poo in seconds. </li>
<li><b>Artistic-gymnastic-Momma:</b> I sing, dance, pranced, jumped, run, roll, throw, catch and what ever that is needed to play, entertained and learn new skill with her</li>
<li><b>Talking-Polly-Momma:</b> I talk about anything and everything to Tania. Repeating one word like a hundred times (or more) to help her pick up the language. </li>
<li><b>Chef-Momma:</b> Constantly searching and researching for food and recipe that she will like and cook it from scratch. Tania is lactose intolerance. So we give her only home cooked food. </li>
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">So I do write but not as much as I used to and as I wanted to. Most of the writing I do now were not publicized (yet). So I thank him for reminding me of my passion. Sometimes, we also need a bit of that kick to get us starting again. At the moment, I have a lot on my plate and I need to be wise to put everything in its position.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">So here's an update on my blog for all my friends who wonder what on earth happening to me in Motherhood land. I tell you... it's a serious(ly) fun circus and I'm the Juggler!</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Now I have to go, need to cook Tania's food before she wakes up.... have a nice day everyone</div>Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-71493078063038430662011-06-03T04:36:00.000+09:002011-06-03T04:36:04.080+09:00Repost from Friendster Blog - Series of Thoughts on the subject of LOVE (in Indonesian Language)<div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>Originally posted on March 23, 2007 in <a href="http://helenahelena.blog.friendster.com/2007/03/love-series-of-thoughts/">My old Friendster blog</a></i></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Cinta …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Satu-satunya kata yang paling sakti di dunia (dan akhirat).<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Satu kata yang mampu menelurkan ribuan varian perwujudan.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Puisi … Lagu … Cerpen … Drama … Theater …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Lukisan … Novel …Simbol … Program TV…<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Dan lain sebagainya yang masih dapat dirunut oleh kamu dan aku<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Dan mungkin masih akan terus berkembang<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Pada saat cucu dan cicit kita bertumbuh dan mengenal cinta itu …</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Cinta ….<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Pun memiliki ribuan objek dan sasaran …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta kepada Tuhan … Cinta pada orang tua …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta pada adik/kakak … cinta pada sepupu, om, tante, keluarga besar …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta pada kekasih hati … Cinta kepada sahabat …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta pada pekerjaan dan pengabdian … Cinta pada mahakarya …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta kepada Negara …. Cinta kepada Almamater …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />AND the list go on.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Cinta …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Punya banyak pemaknaan, pengorbanan dan penafsiran<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta buta … yang siap sedia membenturkan diri pada dinding-dinding pemisah…<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Walau sesungguhnya Cinta itu tidak Pernah Buta…<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Hanya mereka yang bercinta memilih untuk menutup mata…</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Ada cinta terlarang …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />yang perlu meliuk realita untuk dapat melegalkan sebuah hubungan<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Yang kemudian diatas namakan cinta …</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Cinta Sejati … betapa banyaknya orang yang mendengungkan pasangan kata ini<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Bahkan anak SMP dan SMA yang baru berpacaran selama 2 hari<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Sudah bisa menyebut pujaan hatinya sebagai Cinta Sejatinya …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Padahal sejatinya cinta itu belum tentu mereka pahami</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Cinta tanpa pamrih (baca tulus) … Memang hanya cinta Tuhan pada manusia<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Namun di dunia ..... mungkin hanyalah cinta orang tua kepada anak.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Seberapa bejatnya anak … orang tua tetap tidak akan mampu<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Meninggalkan buah cinta dan darah dagingnya menderita dan disakiti.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Aku katakan mungkin karena ada juga<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Orang tua yang memandang anak sebagai investasinya dimasa tua…<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Agar ada yang merawat mereka pada saat mereka sudah tua, sakit-sakitan dan pikun<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tentu saja adalah kewajiban sang anak untuk kembali merawat orang tuanya<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tapi beberapa orang tua begitu terobsesi untuk hal balas budi ini sehingga yang terjadi<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Bukanlah ketulusan sang anak dalam merawat melainkan membayar hutang semata</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Dimensi cinta menjadi sangat universal…<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tiap generasi memiliki harta karun cinta-nya masing-masing<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Bangsa-bangsa dari keempat penjuru mata anginpun<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Dapat berpadu serasi pada cawan cinta<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cintalah yang membuat <i>ebony dan ivory sit harmony</i><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cintalah yang membawa Melati dan Arabica duduk bersama (bukan hanya wafer tango..)</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Cinta dapat bermanifestasi seturut kehendak yang mencinta<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Einstein pun benar adanya … karena cinta pun <i>relative</i></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Cinta rasanya adalah pergolakan politik yang terus menerus<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Sebuah proses <i>merger</i> dan bukan sebuah <i>take over</i><br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Sebuah petualangan, pergolakan, politik yang sangat samar batasan dan indikatornya<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Menakutkan namun menggairahkan …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Mengerikan namun mampu membuat kita mengecap langit ketujuh</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Sebuah proses <i>take and give</i> yang selalu tidak pernah seimbang<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Bila diukur pada neraca keadilan.<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Salah satu dari kita tetaplah memberi lebih banyak disatu sisi<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Dan disisi lain belahan jiwa kita itu yang akan memberi lebih dari pada kita<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Semakin sering kita menghitung<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />seberapa banyak yang kita beri dan yang kita terima<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta akan semakin miskin dan bukannya semakin kaya<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Gersang .... dan hanya seperti lintah darat</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">sibuk menghitung pembengkakan bunga pinjamannya</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Kita tidak pernah bisa mengatakan secara jelas batasan adil dan tidaknya<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Hanya yang bercinta saja yang mampu<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Meraba batasan-batasan semu<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Yang terus menerus bergeser itu….</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Ada kalanya demi cinta dan mahligai cinta itu<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Setangkup mimpi yang kita genggam harus tercampakan<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Demi mewujudkan idealisme pengorbanan cinta<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tapi rasanya tak perlu demikian adanya<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta justru berarti suatu penyatuan kekuatan<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />untuk dapat lebih mampu mengejar asa, cita dan cinta itu</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Sedih rasanya kalau demi sebuah ikatan cinta<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Ada mimpi dan harapan yang harus dilipat rapih dan disimpan disudut hati<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Atau yang teronggok di persimpangan jalan kesana<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Tidak adil rasanya dan … sungguh bukan cinta namanya</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Kalau hari ini jemariku lincah berlarian diatas tuts keyboard<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Dan kalau hari ini kamu membaca buah cinta dari pikirku<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Yah … juga karena aku dan kamu sedang berusaha memahami cinta kita<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Varian apakah cinta kita?<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Toh bukan hanya virus computer yang bisa bermetamorfosa<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />dan bertransformasi menjadi berbagai varian<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Di zaman computer ini … patut jugalah virus cinta ini …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />menginfeksi lembaran weblog-ku ini</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Cintaku … masih … sedang … dan akan terus bertransformasi<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Membuatku terus bermetamorfosa<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Menjadi lebih baik atau lebih buruk<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Itu tergantung seberapa sejati cintaku itu<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Aku suka sekali untuk membantah slogan cinta kebanyakan<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Bahwa … Cinta itu Buta ….<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Buatku …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta itu punya mata yang lebih tulus<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Ia melihat dengan segenap panca indra yang dianugrahkan Tuhan</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Cinta itu Pilihan<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Cinta hanya memilih untuk menutup mata atas kekurangan<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Mata cinta hanya memilih untuk mengabaikan<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Mata cinta hanya memilih untuk memalingkan wajah<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Atas hal-hal kecil mengganggu seperti kerikil dalam sepatu<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Dan memutuskan untuk membuka sepatu dan mengeluarkan kerikil itu<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Antara The Last King of Scotland dan kebengongan yang berjuang menaklukan kantuk</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1.6em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Hanya cinta yang memahami …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Untuk cinta …<br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Hanya untuk dia</div>Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-750513679929745332011-04-19T02:44:00.000+09:002011-04-19T02:44:53.605+09:00A Song of The MomentI am singing this song of Nikita - Pilihan Terbaikku. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L1mPGWTKub8 <br />
I should thank this girl's sweet voice and the blessed song writer for this wonderful blessed song.<br />
Getting nearer to Easter and I am meditating on how life is and how God's been working wonderfully in big or small unnoticeable way.<br />
<br />
I'm putting the lyrics below and will translate it so my fellow friends of non-Bahasa Indonesia speaker will be blessed as well.<br />
<br />
Pilihan Terbaikku (<i>My Best Choice</i>)<br />
by Nikita<br />
<br />
Bila Ku Renungkan (<i>When I Think about</i>)<br />
Betapa Beruntungnya Diriku (<i>How Lucky I am</i>)<br />
Ku Dapat MengenalMu (<i>to know YOU</i>)<br />
Dan Merasakan kasihMu (<i>and to feel YOUR love</i>)<br />
Bila Ku Bayangkan (<i>When I imagined</i>)<br />
Mengapa Kau Menyelamatkanku (<i>Why YOU saved me</i>)<br />
Ku Bersyukur Selalu (<i>I am always grateful</i>)<br />
Kau Ada Dalam Hidupku (<i>YOU are in my life)</i> <br />
(*)<br />
Walau Saat Ini (<i>Though at the moment</i>)<br />
Dunia Tak Mengerti (<i>The world cannot understand</i>)<br />
Mengapa Hatiku MengasihiMu (<i>Why my heart loves YOU</i>)<br />
Suatu Saat Pasti Kan Terbukti (<i>One day it will be proven</i>)<br />
Kau Pilihan Terbaikku (<i>YOU are my best choice</i>)Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-88745555914906039592011-03-31T05:12:00.000+09:002011-03-31T05:12:26.905+09:003 Quick Notes<ol><li>Two days ago was the first time in 6 months that Simon and I went to a Family Baptism Celebration for about 1 hour without Tania. Those with baby will understand how momentous this is. Of course we returned and get the report that she cried for a bit but they are able to distracted her. Hallelujah for Aunties and Grandma! </li>
<li>Today, I went shopping for clothes. Another momentous occasion. I have been dreading to go shopping since my postpartum body decided to grow into voluptuous shape ^_^... but family wedding day is approaching fast and I had to be prepare. Nevertheless, God is good. Despite constant teasing from Simon, which I now welcome aboard and enjoy, We manage to find a good outfit for me. YAY!!!All round applause please...</li>
<li>I got my almost waist length hair cut to above shoulder cut. My hairdresser, her assistant and several other women in the room gasp and wince when she cut my hair. She said "Don't you feel sad and depressed cutting your long hair?"... I smiled at her through the mirror and said... "Goodness, NO! A very active baby with long hair? I had enough for 6 month now. It'll grow back. Now... Make me 'human' again!" - Anyway, I'm lovin my new hair and I feel 'alive'</li>
</ol>Don't have the picture of my newly cut hair yet but you can expect it coming... ^_^....Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-87278798363916455312011-03-27T05:29:00.000+09:002011-03-27T05:29:43.028+09:00What We’ve learned as 6 month old parents<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg71flsHaJrKUqi34dfVRwBln-GW_XvMfTAS7NoVtF_NDRDGBJVGAeQJ7sgJMDShLjYrYIVD3K5k8ey4RToocGuDpNyo4iTL_F_GQ3BThtQYdCiNvdfFpVuIt76kuvT7_oE3CNuT_XeZ80/s1600/Tania+5+months+compressed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg71flsHaJrKUqi34dfVRwBln-GW_XvMfTAS7NoVtF_NDRDGBJVGAeQJ7sgJMDShLjYrYIVD3K5k8ey4RToocGuDpNyo4iTL_F_GQ3BThtQYdCiNvdfFpVuIt76kuvT7_oE3CNuT_XeZ80/s400/Tania+5+months+compressed.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:WordDocument> <w:View>Normal</w:View> <w:Zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:TrackMoves/> <w:TrackFormatting/> <w:PunctuationKerning/> <w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/> <w:SaveIfXMLInvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:IgnoreMixedContent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:DoNotPromoteQF/> <w:LidThemeOther>EN-GB</w:LidThemeOther> <w:LidThemeAsian>X-NONE</w:LidThemeAsian> <w:LidThemeComplexScript>X-NONE</w:LidThemeComplexScript> <w:Compatibility> <w:BreakWrappedTables/> <w:SnapToGridInCell/> <w:WrapTextWithPunct/> <w:UseAsianBreakRules/> <w:DontGrowAutofit/> <w:SplitPgBreakAndParaMark/> <w:DontVertAlignCellWithSp/> <w:DontBreakConstrainedForcedTables/> <w:DontVertAlignInTxbx/> <w:Word11KerningPairs/> <w:CachedColBalance/> </w:Compatibility> <w:BrowserLevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> <m:mathPr> <m:mathFont m:val="Cambria Math"/> <m:brkBin m:val="before"/> <m:brkBinSub m:val="--"/> <m:smallFrac m:val="off"/> <m:dispDef/> <m:lMargin m:val="0"/> <m:rMargin m:val="0"/> <m:defJc m:val="centerGroup"/> <m:wrapIndent m:val="1440"/> <m:intLim m:val="subSup"/> <m:naryLim m:val="undOvr"/> </m:mathPr></w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" DefUnhideWhenUsed="true"
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<ol><li>The one and ONLY thing you need in raising a child is God! The source of wisdom, the Provider, the Strength and the Centre of Joy. Trust in God even in the smallest thing like changing a diaper.</li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>Money is not necessarily the biggest problem. God has been opening doors and blessings had been flowing like rivers. SO no fear when money is short and a baby is coming. See point 1 above – Trust in God and all will be well. Take our words for it… We’ve been there and certainly, God provide even before we even think of it. </li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>Your husband is no longer only your lover or best friend, he is the father of your child. Never neglect him or pushed him away from the exciting adventure of caring for the baby. If the father is willing and eager to be involved, include him and learn together. There’s a precious moment to a child to see her parent as one team. </li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>(If you are lucky as I am, to live close/with one) Grandparents, Aunties, Uncles , Nephews and Nieces are great aides sent from above. These are your helpline. They come all geared up with tons of genuine love for your child and a sets of willing hands to help you, either rocking or playing iwht the baby so you can get that PRECIOUS several minutes rest.</li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>Get rest whenever time allowed. Caring for a baby requires lots of energy (Can I Get an AMEN Ladies) and when Mommy is cranky – baby will be fussy too. A little rest will do wonders to keep your level of sane-ness and uplift your spirit.<span> </span>– Use helpline – see point 3 and 4</li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>If you think motherhood is tough, try switching your point of view to the father. Fatherhood is equally tough. Just because men/husband/father didn’t go through labor pains that doesn’t mean things are easier with them. They are also entering new phase of life with new perspective, new role and new responsibility. </li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>If baby is throwing tantrums, bad mood day, growth spurt or things just don’t go right,… pray and say this to yourself… “This too will pass!” -- </li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>Baby Bjorn, Baby Walker (and perhaps other baby stuff for you) are important tools to put baby to sleep</li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>There are no such thing as “She has too many pictures or video al ready”. Later in her years those snapshots will be the gems. You’ll find time to laugh and smile at them. </li>
<li><span><span></span></span>All those fancy <span> </span>(read: Expensive) baby stuff, baby toys, baby clothes and baby utensils <span> </span>are not necessary. Baby don’t care about brand names or how cool they look. They need good diapers, clean clothes and lots and lots of love – As for clothing, they’ll grow out of it in a blink</li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>I find that having a baby give you more time and opportunity to have intimate time with God. Those long (lonely) nights of breastfeeding are my perfect time to chat <span> </span>with God, to give thanks, to cry, to think and to listen, and most of all just to realize how blessed I am to be God’s partner in raising this beautiful gift in my arms. – (later then of course I will update my status on Facebook before going back to sleep)</li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>Seeing Tania relies on us for her every single need, for love, for comfort and for protection enable me to understand my/our relationship with God. We call God, Our Father (Please no gender comments – let’s see this as a figurative language not about the patrimonial figure but rather a set of parents figure in one as a metaphor for parent-child relationship of God and us). Thus as parent and child relationship, I/we rely on God for our every need, eben the smallest one. Dear God, How on earth do I not praise you in my every breath, if like a child, I am dependent on You. You have thought of what I need and provide them on time. Verily God, You are amazing and I am humbled to find God who sees me as a child of Your own.</li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>Be informed and be wise. Parenthood is not just tradition, habits and old-wives tale. You will get many advices – medically, spiritually or traditionally. Take them all aboard and use wisdom to go though them. We are new parent. They have has grown up, healthy and successful kids. So they do know a thing or two about raising a child. And YES, you don’t STUDY how to raise a child from a BOOK. But reading enables us to put sense to the advices whether it is beneficial for the baby medically, emotionally and physically. Some advices will be plain nonsense and dangerous but so many other traditional advices are proven helpful.</li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>Baby sweat is the sweetest smell …. Hehehehehehe</li>
<li><span><span></span></span>The world is suddenly more exciting and full of new discoveries when we see it from our baby eyes – Discovering different smell, learn to sync hand and eye coordination to grab objects, learn to swallow your first food and how it taste etc</li>
<li><span><span><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span></span>Be thankful for cicles of Momies – if you don’t have one, create one or join one. I am thankful for my many circles of Mommies those I met in real life and those I meet on internet. - - Circle of Mommies in Brighton, Circle of Ninety-Niners Mommies, Circle of Facebook Bible Study Mommies.</li>
<li><span><span></span></span>And of course, both Simon and I, are ever so thankful for our great parents. Being a parents ourselves, help us to understand, respect, and love our parents more. They have sacrificed a lot to get us to this time and state.</li>
</ol><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 18pt;">Trust me my initial list is actually longer and the list grow longer by the minutes. ^_^… But here’s is my sharing, may it be a blessing to those who reads – esp my fellow new mommies….</div>Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-82008123725147086872011-03-09T07:29:00.000+09:002011-03-09T07:29:04.145+09:00A letter to my better-half<div class="MsoNormal">Dear my boyfriend (still), </div><div class="MsoNormal">We had an awesome 3 years of marriage on our hand now. </div><div class="MsoNormal">Not yet as many as our parents but we give thanks for each passing year.</div><div class="MsoNormal">But we’re also dating each other for 10 years and will still continue to do so. </div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for these 3 and 10 years. </div><div class="MsoNormal">We have ride the wind hand in hand high and low</div><div class="MsoNormal">We fall and we bruised</div><div class="MsoNormal">But we get up and soar again.</div><div class="MsoNormal">We have done our best to be the wind in each other’s wings</div><div class="MsoNormal">So we may fly and reach the sky</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you, I have flown high and you have been the anchor and the solid ground I stand.</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thus, I don’t fly too high and get lost but stay rooted and remember who I really am.</div><div class="MsoNormal">We both have our weakness and strength</div><div class="MsoNormal">In 3 years of marriage and 10 years of dating</div><div class="MsoNormal">We have learned to work in-tune with each other</div><div class="MsoNormal">We have learned to understand, accept, respect and love each other</div><div class="MsoNormal">We have been together in each other weakest point and also in our strongest point</div><div class="MsoNormal">And now as we have been trusted with our bundle of joy, Tania.</div><div class="MsoNormal">I can’t say anything else, I thank God everyday for a great man as you are.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">My wonderful husband and boyfriend, </div><div class="MsoNormal">My best friend and partner</div><div class="MsoNormal">The father of my child and the better-half of me</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for always treating me lovingly (I’ll do my best on my part too)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for trusting me and believing in me </div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for loving my family as your own</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for putting our love and life in God’s hand</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for the fun, crazy and adventurous thing we’ve done together (and more to come)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for the best head and shoulder massage (available every time with/without request)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for caring for me during pregnancy (your wits help me survived)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for holding my hand on the delivery room when Tania came to this world (actually, allowed your hand to be squeezed so hard by me to the point of bruising) </div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for a hands-on, ever so ready and willing help in those first day of parent hood (thank you to Internet and bunch of friends and family on facebook for the tips and advices)</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for not reside in being “Man-ly” and always there for me as we together care for Tania. Unlike any man or other father I know for sure. </div><div class="MsoNormal">You have shown me and Tania what a great man is made of.</div><div class="MsoNormal"> Hope one day she’ll be as blessed and as lucky as I am to find a man like you</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for so many different things. I would like to say more but the list will go on and on</div><div class="MsoNormal">So I’m ending it with the most important thing</div><div class="MsoNormal">Thank you for choosing me…</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div>Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-84995795438541682972011-02-16T13:29:00.000+09:002011-02-16T13:29:11.071+09:00Note on My BirthdaySo I have another birthday. Another Year passed and many more years to fill with love and adventure.<br />
Yes, I am now the big 3-0. Phew... that's a big number. I have been blessed abundantly, beyond my imagination and I am thanking God for all His love and grace.I am thanking my mom and dad for they have done one-hell-of-a-great job raising me, educating me and help me finding my own way. Imagine if they decided to ditch me even before i was born, or raise me badly. I can't imagine the result. But all in all, I know God has written each one of us a beautiful plan of life.<br />
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I had a wonderful birthday. This is rather an important milestones. As I said before, I'm in the big 3-0.<br />
I had a wonderful early birthday surprise from my better-half (Thanks Honey. You're the best!)<br />
My mom-in-law cook me a very special but sophisticated vegetable dish that took her hours to finish, plus baking me a roll-cake. I am so touched.<br />
A funny, "it-happend-again" Birthday incident with my Mom... hehehehe...<br />
Plus, My students gave me surprise gifts. Awww... thank so very much to Sally, Nenny, Doory, Christ and Berry. being with you is already a gift for me.<br />
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I woke up on Feb 14th, thinking what a rich person I am. I have countless Birthday greetings and many people who sends their love and blessing on my birthday. I have 2 families who love me unconditionally. Friends and family around the world. But I found my precious gift of all, lying next to me as I opened my eyes every morning. My better-half, Simon and our baby Tania. Thank you God for this wonderful life.Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-68465799275986596732010-10-31T04:29:00.000+09:002010-10-31T04:29:47.101+09:00God according to Tania<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLUgQJ_VZzZCZ5yPeT6vZ3pYGxAXq2oJN4Hr6xEVSBc8ECJU9bzN6W6JJw7ftB88faNdZsFywuYVqBrttgwRYGT3n0cEF5hJZr6Mf9345wtBD9RRqUQVdqza4Wd65hXgV-T8wDkGTuNFk/s1600/IMG_2813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLUgQJ_VZzZCZ5yPeT6vZ3pYGxAXq2oJN4Hr6xEVSBc8ECJU9bzN6W6JJw7ftB88faNdZsFywuYVqBrttgwRYGT3n0cEF5hJZr6Mf9345wtBD9RRqUQVdqza4Wd65hXgV-T8wDkGTuNFk/s320/IMG_2813.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>I chatted with my baby girl, Tania, just few minutes ago. She's 7 weeks old now.<br />
Praise God, she grows in wonders day by day. She is actively trying to engage and interact with us.<br />
She can recognize both Simon and I and we are always awarded with her smiles and chuckles.<br />
We both enjoy <i>chatting</i> with her. We will talk to her and she will coos, chuckles and smiles.<br />
Just now, we are both alone and we busily chat about anything and nothing at all.<br />
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I asked her, "Do you still remember how God look like? Can You tell me how God looks like?"<br />
She grins and pointed her fist at me... then chuckles again...<br />
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Indeed, She reminds me that my life is no longer mine and not only me... it is Jesus who live within me...<br />
I have receive the grace of God who give His only Son to die for me... so my life is an adventure to let others to see God in me. Everyday of my life, just like Tania, is growing and learning to be more like Jesus.<br />
For I am an Open Letter where everyone can read and realize how wonderful is to live with God. Thus I need to walk my life by the Word of God... I am not perfect but in Him I am made perfect only by His grace. Praise only be to God.Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-25682214000778639632010-10-17T14:48:00.000+09:002010-10-17T14:48:56.982+09:00Today<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnmxd09yBGZWj6cpX8GuPVyblcBWyg7HFZpi3K4DtXF1rcFyNdj9OwlDC7ocPH5MyQ1rqGSwo8uzLc6TlviLRq_A0Iu7nfWni25lvYG7wshrHLglK-1OzispwF_aJYfhTZRw3vAKvR1kg/s1600/79441-morning+sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnmxd09yBGZWj6cpX8GuPVyblcBWyg7HFZpi3K4DtXF1rcFyNdj9OwlDC7ocPH5MyQ1rqGSwo8uzLc6TlviLRq_A0Iu7nfWni25lvYG7wshrHLglK-1OzispwF_aJYfhTZRw3vAKvR1kg/s320/79441-morning+sun.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Ever woke up feeling so low, mucky, unmotivated and feels like everything in the world is so wrong and has gone wrong?.... sigh... There are those days...I'm having one of them today that even praying felt so distance thing to do. I typed a suited word on my Facebook status and seconds later, my friends painted a smile on my face with their comments. Please, don't judge me for changing my Facebook status first instead of praying. I believe God spoke and relate to us in different ways and forms. It's His way of telling me it's OK to be low sometimes and reminding me that He is always with me. He has put those angels, my friends, whose comments made me smile - A blessed smile.<br />
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So here's a poem by <span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: small;">Harriet Jenereaux, Merigomish, NS as my prayer and may it be your prayer too this morning. Thank you Jesus for a blessed Sunday Morning.</span></span><br />
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<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">We do not know the future and we cannot change the past.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> Today is all we know about and it surely doesn't last.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> But while I have today, well, at least I have this minute,</span><span style="font-size: small;"> I want to take the time, Lord, to make sure that You are in it.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> I really want to thank you</span><span style="font-size: small;"> For the little things You do.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> The things I take for granted,</span><span style="font-size: small;"> For the forests that You've planted.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> The sky so blue, or grey or pink,</span><span style="font-size: small;"> These are things of which I seldom think.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> The grass in summer, such a pretty green</span><span style="font-size: small;"> So close it usually goes unseen.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> The flowers blowing in the fields</span><span style="font-size: small;"> The wind, to which each flower yields.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> The snow in winter, that covers our land</span><span style="font-size: small;"> Thy Word tells us each season's planned.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> Springtime is fresh with all things new</span><span style="font-size: small;"> And Autumn gives us a land of every hue.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> There is so much that You keep on giving,</span><span style="font-size: small;"> Family and friends and a life that's worth living.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> You've given me so much wealth</span><span style="font-size: small;"> And you top it off with my good health.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> But I must not forget to thank Thee today,</span><span style="font-size: small;"> For giving me a land where I'm free to pray, </span><span style="font-size: small;"> And a Bible to read and a church to attend.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> For these, I am thankful and will to the end</span><span style="font-size: small;"> And as always from deep within</span><span style="font-size: small;"> I want to thank You for atoning my sin.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> That sin would have doomed me to a Christless hell,</span><span style="font-size: small;"> But You bore it for me and You want me to tell</span><span style="font-size: small;"> So today I thank You, for a voice to speak, </span><span style="font-size: small;"> A computer to write on and people to seek.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> I thank Thee I was born in such an age</span><span style="font-size: small;"> That Your truth is freely on the printed page.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> There seems to be so many things </span><span style="font-size: small;"> That the more I think, my heart just sings.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> So I'll close my prayer today</span><span style="font-size: small;"> With "May these thoughts never go away".</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span> </span>Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-2292750327859149342010-10-15T03:48:00.000+09:002010-10-15T03:48:10.214+09:00Repost from my Old Blog<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZFAmXpIpuqnY4PWg5Ib1sA7knpPgswnxiIQIXpjRVcOZ4Jvp2Wo0TL8oMb9ZGwyn-_l0S1O_SSuLNk3b9PELv51J1AEcymWMgrWrEb4Pk1U-biYMSasugi0yleK7DDTfPIBuz_SBCA8/s1600/pms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div>I am reading my old writings in <a href="http://helenahelena.blog.friendster.com/">my old blog</a> in Friendster. Those writings made me smile, laugh, shed tears and inspire me. It's some sort of an introspection and a reminder of how God has been in my life. I must admit, after giving birth I thought I develop Agoraphobia... lol ^_^... Hehehehe... Don't worry it's not that serious. It is just a phase of adjusting to the new rhythms of life with Tania presence. Of course in the beginning, my body is recuperating but then it's a matter of how different it is now for us to go out. No longer I can pull up my boots or sneakers and head out. No longer can I go on with "No Plan is a good plan" scheme. I need to prepare Tania's this and that. Plus plan my route so if Tania wants to feed I know a place where I can breastfeed her. Then it's the matter of newbie to breastfeeding let alone breastfeeding in public place. Anyway, After 1 month now plus Simon's help in everything. I started to get the hang of things. <br />
Now, let's get back to my old blog. I found this entry I posted in May 2006 on PMS - Pre-Menstrual Syndrom. It brought smile to me for I have been on the other side of my post. I Thank God that all turned out to be well. Tania is here... and everything happen in God's own time. So without further ado... here's the post<br />
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<div class="posttitle"> <h2><a href="http://helenahelena.blog.friendster.com/2006/05/pms-pre-menstrual-syndrom/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to PMS (Pre-Menstrual Syndrom)">PMS (Pre-Menstrual Syndrom)</a></h2><div class="post-info">May 26, 2006 by <a href="http://helenahelena.blog.friendster.com/author/helenahelena/" title="Posts by helenahelena">helenahelena</a></div><div class="post-info"> </div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>Last night, there was an earthquake. Quite hard, 7.5 Richter scale. Everybody ran out. I did too but after all is calm, I went back to sleep. My mother, father and other neighbor were still outside. This morning I woke up groggy and moody. I think it's because I cannot contact Simon last night. But on top of all I think its my PMS acting out. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"> </div><span> </span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span>Speaking of PMS, I have to admit that I hate to undergo that every month pain and emotional-abnormality but today I tried to think from a different perspective. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span>If every month I encountered it with such hateful way. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>I must be grateful and remember that... </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>There are women who beg the Lord to to gave them one, </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>even the most painful one they are willing to bear </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>Therefore<span>, </span>there will never be a baby born from her womb </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>without father or before marriage vows is said</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span>If I wish I never have one all my life</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>I must be grateful and remember that... </span><span><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>There are women impatiently waiting for years</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>For the monthly blessing to stop </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>Therefore they can joyously tell their husband</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>Of the new life that is on his/her way.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span>Oh Lord. Sometimes life is complicated but life is to be bear patiently. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span>I’m thankful now that I still had my PMS</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>Therefore I don’t have to go panic </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>Because the pregnancy test turn double pink strip </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>And when my time comes</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>I wish it stop at the right time </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>For me to embrace the new life </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span>Trusted on me to care. </span></div> ---Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-82694109258773255342010-10-10T13:50:00.000+09:002010-10-10T13:50:07.762+09:00The Birth of Mother and Father<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnsG6l25JQEX7b3zT5F1oPOLjT15Up5voqGHVGBOa18G6GrmCtEwpbchTWqe_KCc53oyHyCXtgvT1B_bXuwGBGBSsea4OyWCVpSY5LTTxKe_CSx-GqNAzCtmaFm14Zz-l1_iWQUXFKDc/s1600/Morning+at+home.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSnsG6l25JQEX7b3zT5F1oPOLjT15Up5voqGHVGBOa18G6GrmCtEwpbchTWqe_KCc53oyHyCXtgvT1B_bXuwGBGBSsea4OyWCVpSY5LTTxKe_CSx-GqNAzCtmaFm14Zz-l1_iWQUXFKDc/s320/Morning+at+home.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i>"The moment a child is born, the mother (and the father) is also born. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>She (and he) never existed before. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>The woman (and the man) existed, but the mother (and the father), never. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i> A mother (and a father) is something absolutely new.</i>"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh - </b>And I add the "father" part </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Where should I begin? No words could ever describe this exuberance feeling I have at the moment. My baby Tania is 1 month old already. I thank God that she continues to be the Joy for every new day. It is incredible that only a little bit over 1 month ago I was this big walking light bulb shaped person. It is amazing how my little baby is now growing that she outgrown her clothes already. And it is (still) hard to believe that Simon and I are parents... A mother and a father. Surreal!!!<br />
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It all started in 08/09/10 ... They called is "Tanggal Cantik" - Beautiful date (formation). Whatever it is, that date marked a new milestone in the life both Simon's and mine. I love the caption that Simon put in one of the <a href="http://www.facebook.com/helena.rijolymatakupan#%21/photo.php?fbid=437659024090&set=a.435786169090.208380.657299090">photo</a> in Tania's Photo Folder, "<u><i>The last dusk for the two.. a new beginning for three</i></u>". It was a picture of a sun coming down above Brighton Pier and Brighton City taken from the window of my delivery room. Indeed, it was a new beginning.<br />
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Being a new parent... having a newborn babies entering your life is both exhilarating and frightening. No longer would I only think of myself and my husband. Somehow, I have to balance me, my husband and our baby. I am entering a world where I have no adequate knowledge and know-how. I am face to face with another human being with limited ability to communicate and I have to make sure I take her cues to fulfill her needs. I read the above quotes about the birth of a mother. I love it. I think it really describe what I felt about motherhood. When I was pregnant, I fancy the idea of being a mother, grinning at the addition to my name as <br />
my friend called me "Mak Peanut or Mummy Peanut" (pssst... Tania was lovingly nicknamed Peanut when she was still in my womb). But it was never until I witness her arrival in the world that the word "mother" embraced me in its full sense. I have always been there, a daughter, a girl, a woman, a sister etc. These attributes are attached to me and I don't have to struggle to fit in their shoes. But being a mother is a matter of being born again.<br />
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As Christian, the term "born again" is usually use to describe those who attend pentecostal or evangelist churches. Now, I do not want to debate and going all out on the lecture of "Born again Christians" and those who do not attribute themselves to this term. Born-Again Chritian is someone who made a decision to solemnly put his/her trusts in the resurrected Jesus for forgiveness of their personal sin and lives their life in obedience to the laws of God’s kingdom. They have, in effect, been born again of the Holy Spirit. Ongoing submission to the Holy Spirit in their life enables Christians to live their lives as God wants. This decision is cemented in (adult) Baptism. So the emphasis of baptism is not only on the symbolic acts of water sprinkled over your head or being submerged from the water or the cross sign made by the priest but on the act of conscious decision. A decision I made to realize my wrongs, turn to follow the right path and surrender myself in God through Jesus Christ. Therefore, I am being born again by the Grace of God through the Son Jesus Christ. I am being born with new attitude towards life and with a new faith that my life is no longer mine but it is God and Jesus within me. - Note: being born again doesn't mean that we are saint and better than others - Being born again means living in ongoing, constant and continuous relationship with God, thus we do our best as human to walk in the path of the righteousness and to know that God is only a prayer away. <br />
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So being a mother is also being born again. A brand new person with new attitudes, new daily routines perhaps new principles and a mountain of new skills to learn and master. Breastfeeding, nappy change, burping, lullabies etc etc etc etc...After 1 month, I think I now started to get the hang of everything. Thank you to my friends, my sisters and my family for their support in my first days (and week) of my motherhood. Being a mother also draws me even closer to God. There's that feeling of being God's partner in bringing up this little human being. I fully believe that just as my life is, My baby's life has also been planned by God and I am working with God to raise her according to God's will. Psalm 139: 13-16 said, "<i>For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them</i>."<br />
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Anyway, I was enjoying the joy (and pain and struggle) of motherhood when I realize one very important thing that was missing from the quote I put above. Where is the father? Why they only mention mother? I watched my husband that day as he took the wet laundry out to dry in the sun and then came back in to neatly fold the dry ones. O My Lord how very selfish we are to bathe ourselves in glory of being a mother and slightly put a side the role of a father. The day Tania, our baby girl, was born... It wasn't only a mother that was born... father too. He is also totally new to this role and somehow never really sure where to fit in the limbo of pregnancy and giving birth that is so "exclusively" dominated by us women. <br />
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He is half of this new human being. God created her, half of him and half of me. Therefore, we are equal. None of us is more important than others. I remember posting a comment on Adit's notes entry the other day about this man-woman relationship. I said "<span><i>Man and woman needs each other. None of them are better than the other. I think we should ditch the use of degree of c<span class="text_exposed_hide"></span></i><span class="text_exposed_show"><i>omparison in man-woman relationship. Nobody is "better than..." or "the best of...". We are created special with different qualities and capabilities that completed each other.</i>" - </span></span><br />
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<span><span class="text_exposed_show">Most of the time when we visited newborn, we tend to give our attention to the baby and the mother. We coo at the baby, hug the mother, share the feeling sorry of their pain and share their joy of doing their job so well done. Then we turn to the father and congratulate him and told him to take good care of them. He will sat in one of the chair, sometimes in the corner or maybe he went outside to smoke while everyone circle around the mother and the baby. In this picture father is a complimentary additional objects. Not fully incorporated in the scene. which is a pity because </span></span>Mums aren't the only ones who suffer emotional and physical meltdown when they're faced with first-time parenthood. Being a new Dad can be very stressful too. Simon was with me through out my labour and the birth of Tania. During my labour, he was there holding my hand, rubbing my back and being squeezed real hard when contraction hit hard. We are fortunate for being in England, Fathers are encourage to be with the wife through out the process. In Indonesia, usually father waited outside, fidgeting while listening of his wife screaming, midwife instruction and then baby cry. Father's are being brushed aside because this is none of male's business. Women took over from here please...! *~*... As man, you stay outside and fulfill your duty to pay the hospital fee, earn enough to meet all mother's and baby need, understand mother's fragile feeling, help with the baby etc etc etc... Suddenly, we exclusively glorify woman in motherhood and neglected father in their early fatherhood too. Their role sometimes reduced to sperm donor, bodyguard, walking ATM machine, private driver, personal photographer and so on. Never in full recognition within "Motherhood". <br />
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Therefore, in recognition of my husband's role as husband, best friend, lover and father of my child, I add the word <u><b>father</b></u> to the quote. As the day a Mother is born, a Father is born too. Together, they should be the pair of wing which the child will fly high. Both wings are equal, strong, supportive and work in unison with each other. None is more important. None is better than the other. Indeed, it's a new beginning for three (or maybe four later)<br />
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- A big thank you and love to Simon - for his love and support. You are the best husband and the best father in the world -Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-92232153574958217502010-06-10T00:48:00.000+09:002010-06-10T00:49:00.003+09:00Something that jump straight off my mind and dance on my keyboard<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Ctest%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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Uuuh Yeah!!! Oooh Joy!!! I am so so very happy.<br />
My recent love story with cooking is finally shows some progress. Not just that I enjoy the cooking process or eating the result and lovin' Simon's yummifying it, but also in taking picture of it. I think my new love story is growing with food Photography. <br />
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In regards to this last love story i mention above, I finally made it to Cooking Community on Internet called <a href="http://masakbarengyuuk.blogspot.com/">Masak Bareng Yuuuk!</a> I got to know and bookmarked several blog of much experienced friends and got really inspired. <br />
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Well, this month I decided that I'm brave enough to include my recipe and photo for this months theme Egg-Based Dish. Lucky for me, my better-half bought me a BBC cooking book and I found a simple recipe, Greek Salad omelet, that contain two of my fave food items, black olives and feta cheese. Plus, when it was done the smell and taste of parsley with cooked omelet was really divine. Simon, on the other hand, don't fancy olives. No biggie, he just have to chuck them to my plate. Anyway, I made it to the round up! Together with much experience friends I have been drooling over their blog all this time. To see the round up result click <a href="http://masakbarengyuuk.blogspot.com/2010/06/round-up-edisi-52010-aneka-olahan-telur.html">here</a>.<br />
Hehehehe... It's just a small thing of course... but it made me really happy to find a new hobby that I really enjoy. Who knows it can bring fortune one day. ^_^<br />
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And to my honey, Thanks for letting me borrow the camera plus cheering me upand ran around crazy taking picture of the food. Luv ya!!!<br />
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To get the complete recipe of Greek Salad Omelet click <a href="http://annies123dish.blogspot.com/2010/05/greek-salad-omelete.html"> here</a>.<br />
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Anyhow, those 3 new discoveries are revelations, marks of a new beginning (???)<br />
Babble... babble... bablle... in short<br />
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Discovery #1<br />
I no longer fit in my clothes. At least the clothes I brought from Indonesia. Those I wish I can wear for summer. We were doing a bit of spring cleaning yesterday and finding time to sort through clothes. You know, winter has passed and summer is around the corner. Time to packed up the thick jackets shawls etc and put some colors and mini dresses \(^,^)/....<br />
It's no biggie... I know... but learning to be realistic, I need to put aside, donate or throw away those clothes I love. C'Mon, it will probably be loooong time before i can fit in them again. By that time, I reckon I rather buy new ones.... HEY KA-CHING!!! YAY!!! blessing in disguise... a perfect reason for SHOPPING!!!<br />
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Discovery #2<br />
Public toilets in Brighton, UK are awesome. I think I have befriended most of them. From supermarket's toilet, park toilet's, restaurant toilet's, railway and airport's toilet etc. I am very glad that they were all in great condition. Not smelly, clean and dry. oh well not germ free of course. C'Mon it's PUBLIC toilets. <br />
But with my present condition I want to thank the council staff and volunteer workers who worked very hard keeping public toilet clean. People might underestimate and sometimes disrespect you, but you'all have done great to add to our comfort. THANK YOU!!!<br />
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Discovery #3<br />
I loooove cooking. Surprisingly! Can't say I'm good at it. But I love the process and of course result. Best part is if it turned out to be (surprisingly) yummy - apart from surprise it is actually edible - is the nummy noise we made on the table yummifying the food. hehehehehe... Thanks to my better-half who never complained and always joyful to finish anything I put on the table. <br />
With my ever increasing need and craving to eat, I have fun playing the role of financial manager. Making sure little can go a long way and still be nutritious, balance and healthy. So far so good....<br />
And on promotional note... visit my foodie blog where I put complete recipe of my cooking. Mind you, it's beginner's cooking but fun enough to try. <br />
Now, please agree with me.. there's no such things as I can't cook. Everyone can cook.<br />
You just need to put aside time, be brave and have fun. What my better-half said, "cooking should be fun and daring. and Adventure". I mean he is getting good at cooking too. He's much daring and adventurous with ingredients and sometime put other ingredients (that we don't usually put) in his cooking and it turned out just as great as it is with his twist on it. Anyhow, try cooking and have fun...<br />
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Oh well, I am celebrating little things in life. Nothing in life is a coincidence. God is only too good for us.<br />
Be blessed allHelena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-30528930234127681722010-05-24T14:19:00.000+09:002010-05-24T14:19:25.094+09:00After A Great Weekend - I'm BrowningMonday! Do I love monday... Yeah pretty much...<br />
Anyhow, I had a great weekend. It's proper spring to summer weather.<br />
I ditched the extra layer of long-sleeved + stocking and long johns, shaved my legs (lol!!!), put on mini sack dress, sunglasses, lotion and headed out to the glorious sun.<br />
It's something about the sun that makes you feel so ALIVE!!<br />
Of course, back home I'll be (sometimes if not always) cursing the hot weather. But after a looong winter I am ready to embrace the sun.<br />
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We spend 2 days in a row at the beach with the view that of course - a feast to any man's eyes.<br />
Sprawling semi naked bodies on the beach and parades of bare shaved legs and sexy shoulders are literally EVERYWHERE!! In the lawn in front of the church, small parks, stairs in front of the house any place with sun. People are sun-hogging. Simon and I giggled at these new 'species' which last week, when the temp was still nippy, was nowhere to be seen.<br />
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Sunblock and sun lotion with high SPF has gone up by 100% this weekend. Which remind me I need to get one too. I find my skin, esp my nose, burns easily now. At least I do not want to ended up like a lost Rudolph in Summer. <br />
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Alright, the day promise a great sunny and warm. I'm gonna enjoy it. Coz by Thursday it will plummet a bit.<br />
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Happy Sunny Days!!Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-14319009681522455432010-05-13T18:37:00.000+09:002010-05-13T18:37:23.249+09:00Finally!!!**Grinning ear-to-ear**<br />
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I've been wanting to write for a loooooooong time now. The excuse were lazy, no mood, lost of energy and no mood. So today, out of no apparent reason - no sudden bells ringing or light shone from above - I'm just in the mood for writing (again).<br />
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**Lips pouting** Alright!!!.... **Scratching my nose** What to write???<br />
AHA! Random Notes ... (bear with me!!!)<br />
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- I need to start editing and uploading pictures and notes for my foodie blog as promised to several friends. Sorry girls, tiredness just get the better of me. <br />
- Write down shopping list for next week for tomorrow.<br />
- Set new goals and new routine for my daily exercise. I've been doing 4 laps of brisk walk around The Level Park plus go up and down the 'hill' to our house. I've been thinking of adding new routine such as window shopping at London Road and North Laine. LOL!!! <br />
- The kitchen floor needs scrubbing... Hmmmm... whether I want and in the mood for that. Let's see...<br />
- Decide whether my new hobby of moving the TV (it's a small TV!!!) from bedroom to kitchen or dining room so I can watch my fav daytime TV is a good one? My better-half said I'm turning into "ibu rumah tangga" (not that it's a bad thing to be one though- but on the point of being addicted to soap opera - Arrrghh Sinetron). Hmmm... Maybe 'Desperate Housewife' hehehehehe. <br />
Mind you... I'm hooked on cooking show and Murder-Investigation Drama plus of course Neighbors and Home and Away which we can call Sinetron. <br />
- Spring weather is awfull in the meantime. Nippy and rainy... Oh What a great british Weather...<br />
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Alright, that's about it now. I'm off doing stuffHelena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-16705940538959729992010-02-28T17:23:00.004+09:002010-02-28T17:25:04.317+09:00Sunday Blessing<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Ctest%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal">I'm being nauseated for the last few months and frankly now I began to miss enjoying my food without hating it on the 5<sup>th</sup> spoon. This morning I woke up feeling queasy too so I decided to lie for a while in bed… praying… thinking… daydreaming…</div><div class="MsoNormal">I remember one lesson we talked about often at home about blessing of contentment… or blessing to enjoy… Well… here I am struggling with the right English term for it… mind you this is 6 am and my brain is everywhere right now. </div><div class="MsoNormal">In Indonesia we call is “Karunia Menikmati” – roughly translated as blessing to be able to enjoy what we have - And of all the blessings we used to ask God in our prayer, I guess this is one blessing we somehow forgot to mention. We ask for happiness, success, wealth, to be kept away from danger and harm etc etc.</div><div class="MsoNormal">No matter how much we have - a lot or little – blessing of enjoyment of being content in what we have will make everything worthwhile and that will bring happiness. So many of us embark in the ladder of life where we get better position in work and receive better salary, then what happen. Our needs grow more and more. We somehow never seem to have enough. We became “greedy” because we cannot be happy with what we have right now. Just look around, there are more people who have much less than what you have but they live and they survive. For every animal God provide shelter and food. For us God will do even more… only if we first learn to be happy with what we have, to be content with enormous blessing of life we receive every new day…</div><div class="MsoNormal">So Dear God… give me today a blessing of contentment – for me to enjoy fully your blessings in my life no matter how little or how big it is… and to share it with others…</div><div class="MsoNormal">Teach us O God to count our blessings so we may receive a heart full of wisdom</div><br />
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Wow!! What a feeling! I have woke up to 365 new days sometimes with big hope sometimes with a moody feeling. Adults breathe in average between 18,000 - 30,000 per day meaning that in average I had breathe between 6,570,000 – 10,950,000 times in 2009. I am alive and breathing. So Thank You God for the blessing of life. For every single breath that I take, I worship You, My God, My Creator and My Salvation. <br />
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This is my second year away from my big family in Ambon for both Christmas and New Year. But this year is special, Simon and I got to spend Christmas and New Year with our small family that God put together. He he he he… whenever I think about it I got the tingle in a silly place… like it start in my toes make me crinkle my nose… whenever I go the feeling shows… he he he he….. We also do not travel anywhere for this holiday time – in anticipation for the 2010 plan – we simply savor every second we have. <br />
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My habit for the last few years, watching the last sunrise of the last day of the year then the sunset that marked the end of the daylight in the year and of course, the sunrise of the new year. So here I am in Brighton, UK sat on my window with a mug of hot tea with milk – British Tea. I meant to go out to the beach but Alas the weather is not very friendly at the moment. The wind is blowing pretty hard, I can hear it banging my window. There’s a light rain outside with temperature of 4 C. The wind 13mph and wind chill at 0 C… so yes… it is cold outside. <br />
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I parted our curtain to let the sunshine in and I can see it now slowly coming in although it is gloomy outside. I am waiting for the sun to go high. Allowing the ray of sun chased the dark away. While waiting for the sun, I made a collage of the picture from Dec 2008 to Dec 2009. Let me tell you stories behind those pictures...<br />
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</div>Helena Rijoly - Matakupanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03940457433063532701noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464315187610922810.post-23410178416546702642009-12-30T03:25:00.001+09:002009-12-30T03:27:06.588+09:00Summing up! Simon is busy studying and finishing his assignment (something I -perhaps- miss now... lol...). The Uni is closed so he study home. I am too lazy to go out and about doing my exploring of the city's streets and corner so I propped my pillow up, bundle up under the blanket with hot water bottle inside for extra warmth and perhaps do a little Christmas sum up! <br />
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<b>Thursday, 24 Dec 2004</b><br />
Still a bit tired from our London Escapade 2 days ago. I rushed to church to volunteer preparing Community Christmas Dinner. We have about 100 people to feed for Christmas and another 100 for Boxing day - the day after Christmas. It was a great fun. I love mussing around in the kitchen and consider myself as a good help to our Chef Martin. Well, it turned out that most volunteer didn't make it and it was only Chef Martin, me and another woman, whom name I forgot by now. We prepared a traditional English Christmas Meal. Turkey with stuffing, Brussels sprout, potatoes, carrot, gammon as well as some more cookies, cakes and snacks for people to bring home. I was in charge for preparing Brussels sprout for both days as well as chopping tons of carrots. Then I helped Chef Martin for the most important task... tasting the turkey stuffing... lol... indeed the most satisfying task. My first encounter with Turkey (the big bird or chicken **giggling**) was in 2008 Thanksgiving Dinner at Diann Bailey's house.<br />
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</div>Anyway, as soon as the cooking preparation is done. we headed out to the dinning room to set the table. We did a very nice job to beautify the simple dining room with colored table linen, choc in wrap that we made last week etc. Simon took a nice picture of the hard work when we head back to the church for Christmas Eve Midnight Mass.<br />
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The Midnight Mass was very intimate with dimmed light and candle to infuse introspective and serene atmosphere. Surprisingly, I was asked to be the Cantor... or lead singer on one of the song, "It Came Upon The Midnight Clear".<br />
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What I've learned in the kitchen today was how stress free and simple preparation it is to cook a European food compared to Indonesian food. Goodness... We might have been half way finished with the food while Indonesian food had just reach the grinding of ingredients stage... lol... but one thing for sure... those tedious job of Indonesian food made it unbeatable in flavor and what a feast to the eye, tongue and stomach it is...<br />
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<b>Friday, 25 Dec 2009</b><br />
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It's CHRISTMAS!!! I'm soooo happy. Simon and I exchanged presents and headed to Church. it was lovely day and we sang many songs. What warmed my heart so much was the look in Miillie and Talie's face. These are our pastor's children. Millie wanted a White Tiger Doll so much she cannot stop talking about it. And Tallie loves Dinosaurs and had drew great picture of them and even know much about their details. So Simon and I secretly get Millie a White Tiger Doll and a Dinosaur Sketch Tutorial Pack for Tallie. They brought it to church this morning and how they beam with happiness. We asked the parents not to tell them who this is from. Millie is now inseparable from Lakshmi, the White Tiger and Tallie drew more amazing picture of Dinosaur with more details to the muscle and movement. Aaahhh... I'm happy.<br />
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The service then continued with the Community Christmas which was having meal together. Those who came were those who have no one to celebrate Christmas with - most of them are old people where their children and grandchildren do not come to see them, the homeless people, and some new people in town. Simon and I sat together with 3 old but very nice people, Ann, Muriel and Thomas as well as Abby, an elderly woman in wheel chair. Toward the End I manage to steal a member of the neighboring table to engage with our table.. he he eh... his name is Andre from Poland. New to town still learning English.<br />
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The food was great, I know I helped cook it. The table was festive and people are happy with the chocolate bundle in their place mats. Also the church give-away Christmas presents everyone. I of course already know since I helped wrap everything up. he he he... absolute fun of a volunteer.. you got the sneak peek of everything. Anyway, after the mid-day meal - which instead of calling it Christmas Lunch, they called it Christmas Dinner - came the sing along session where everyone took part in it.<br />
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In the evening, Simon and I set table in our small and cramped kitchen with red table cloth and gold table runner. Aaahhh It looks very christmasy. Hhhhh.... **sighing with a smile**<br />
I wish everyone had a wonderful and blessed Christmas as we did. Thank You, Lord Jesus!<br />
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