I read this blog n so touch of his writing on this issue n it's a reminder to me too....

"Son, please for give me......for not having you on top my mind these past few days as I am busy handing over my job and finishing things at work.I called home and spoke with your dearest mom, and I forgot to ask you to come to the phone. I could faintly heard your voice asking if I was very busy as I was clicking the call off. There was a tinge of pride in your voice - for having a busy dad. I am so sorry, for did not even ask if you were alright, and how you were spending your time during this school holiday in Kuala Lumpur. I called back to speak to you, but you have gone off to play. I heard your dearest mom calling your name and your reply although again very faint, made me stopped pacing my office."Mom, tell ayah I am learning to be busy too, just like him. I want to be happy just like him when I grow up".Son, please forgive me for making you think that being busy is a cool thing! I am reminded of your school essay where you have written that "My dad work in an airport and in an air plane. My dad is happy because he is busy".That day, when I was reading your exercise book you made sure that I read that particular essay because you wanted to ask me ....."Ayah, is it difficult to be busy?".Your dear mom must have felt that my heart broke with your reply. The line went dead. I called up later, and she was in tears. She apologised if I was hurt. And I apologised because I was not there with you. You are not to be blamed son, just like many more of your friends are not to be blamed. Like most busy parents, we sometimes took you for granted. We buy toys and presents to keep you happy, to substitute for our absence. And son, little did you know that only last month I came home late and had to hide my sadness when I saw you sleeping peacefully hugging the little airline teddy bear I bought for you. There was a cake on the dining table - untouched except for marks of your little fingers tasting it. I broke down that night! It was your birthday son, and you wanted to wait for me before you celebrate your own birthday and eat yor cake.......I am so sorry son, for teaching you that I was too busy to be there for you and that being busy makes me happy.The next morning, your happiness and excitement in sharing the cake with me failed to make up for my guilt.Here I am sitting alone typing this, feeling wretched and miserable for I'd rather be hugging you son than coming home to an empty house.Please sleep tight and have a wonderful sweet dream.
"Son, being busy is not cool and it does not make me happy. What makes me happy is to have you lying on my tummy telling me stories about your day at school. I miss you dearly!"
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Amy said…
Best kan blog dia? Aku pun suka baca.
Dah terbalik dah dasawarsa ini,dulu pepatah orang2 tua "Sayang bini tinggal-tinggalkan,Sayang anak tangan-tangankan" tapi sudah tukar "sayang suami tinggal-tinggalkan,sayang anak manja-manjakan"...

How the world changed rapidly...
konot said…
uih nak nangis aku baca... sob sob..
JueOny said…
Amy..
Penuh semangat dia kan...

Konot..
Masa aku baca pun dah begenang mata...sum part of it...kena ngan aku..."sumtime we buy toys just to excuse our absence"....waaaa

B..
World change but the way we luv them remains..
jgn nangis nooo..cek mek-cek mek semua..kalau rasa guilty try to change it..minta doa kt Allah mintak dia bg lapang masa utk Dia,anak-anak,somi,mini dll..
Insyallah kalau niat bagi,jadinya baik..kalau niat tak baik niatnya tak baik..itulah pesanan putri buloh kasap..sori putri buloh betong...
p/s Mama Jue,dont cry..let me dry yor tears..muahhhh!!
Nomee said…
Jue : Kau kena tag la. (Ade sebab la utk kau update blog yg dah berabuk ni)

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