Why a woman cry.

This beautiful description of why a woman cry just touched my heart. How true it is because women are stronger than we give them credit for. There are women who are beaten everyday, there are women who are forced into doing things they don't want to do and there are women who are the envy of every other woman but is suffering in silence. I pray for my daughters, I pray for your daughters, I pray for my son and yours too. Children of today has to live in a world we either break or make for them.

Why a woman cry.

A little boy asked his mother , 'Why are you crying?' 'Because I'm a woman , ' she told him.

'I don't understand , ' he said. His Mom just hugged him and said , 'And you never will.'

Later the little boy asked his father , 'Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?'

'All women cry for no reason , ' was all his dad could say.

The little boy grew up an d became a man , still wondering why women cry.

Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone , he asked , 'God , why do women cry so easily?'

God said:

'When I made the woman she had to be special.

I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world ,

yet gentle enough to give comfort

I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from her children.

I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up , and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue with out complaining.

I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances , even when her child has hurt her very badly.

I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.

I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife , but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.

And finally , I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to use whenever it is needed.'

'You see my son , ' said God , 'the beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears , the figure that she carries , or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes , because that is the doorway to her heart - the place where love resides.'

Why am I blogging?

"Do you have time for this Mum?", asked my eldest daughter. NO but I have to make time. When I read the newspaper today, I got upset by the situation in Permatang Pauh. Who is right? Who is wrong? Is it truly a Pakatan member holding the flag who is beating up the newsmen or is it an opposition member in disguise? We will never know. We thought after March 8th, things will improve but is it? Why are people making it difficult for others to work and help the country?

Why am I blogging?

I am blogging because I am frustrated with what is happening in the country.

I am blogging because I am concern for my children's future.

I am blogging because the moral decline in the country is happening rapidly.

I am blogging because I want to be heard .

I am blogging because I want other mothers (fathers are welcome too) like me, to share their concerns, support each other and maybe learn from one another.

I am blogging because I am not a Malay, Chinese, Indian or lain-lain.

I am blogging because I AM A MALAYSIAN!