“A flower’s appeal is in its contradictions — so delicate in form yet strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in life yet long on effect.”– Terri Guillemets
Monthly Archives: May 2020
Patience
When kids your age were running,
You were just learning to walk.
When kids your age were talking,
You just uttered your first word.
When kids your age could bounce a ball
You just learned how to throw.
Don’t worry, son.
Life is a game
Not just for the fastest,
The strongest, or the smartest
But for the ones with the most patience as well.
And we have a lot of that stuff.
We’ll get there.
What a child remembers
Days after he received the Nobel Prize for Literature, Albert Camus wrote a letter to his elementary school teacher to thank him for the kindness shown him as a pupil. I was reminded of this letter today when I read this article. (Link opens another tab.)
The letter in turn reminded me of one kind deed that my late aunt (my late uncle’s wife) showed me on my birthday when I was still 9 or 10 years old. I have many memories of my childhood, both sad and happy ones, but the memory of my aunt giving me money and kissing me on the cheek on my birthday because she said I looked so sad (and I was because my parents had nothing special to give me then!) is still as vivid in my mind as on the day it happened.
It seems to me a kindness shown a child remains in their memory long after they grow up and become adults themselves.
Camus’ gratitude, my own experience of remembering my aunt’s kindness and also reading the testimony of Dr. Herzenstube’s at the trial in The Brothers Karamazov, when he recounted how Dmitry as a grown man had stopped by his office to thank him for giving him (Dmitry), a pound of nuts when he was only a kid – these convince me that when you show a child kindness, they will never forget it and will remain grateful for it for the rest of their lives.
Some may say, this world can show many adults who had received kindness from their parents yet are ungrateful to them. Perhaps so, but the kindness or love from parents are to be expected because the parents had brought their children to this world. It is when the kindness is unexpected that the impact is stronger and therefore unforgettable.
Camus’ teacher was not family; Dr. Herzenstube was not family to Dmitry; my aunt was family, but not my parent, and she had her own 7 children! They did not have to do what they did; but they did it, and that’s what made the children who were recipient of their kindness, remember them well for, into their adult lives.
A child never forgets an unexpected act of kindness. Be kind to a child when you see one. You’ll never know when this child will show you his gratitude.
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Here is Camus’ letter to his elementary school teacher:
Dear Monsieur Germain,
I let the commotion around me these days subside a bit before speaking to you from the bottom of my heart. I have just been given far too great an honor, one I neither sought nor solicited. But when I heard the news, my first thought, after my mother, was of you. Without you, without the affectionate hand you extended to the small poor child that I was, without your teaching and example, none of all this would have happened. I don’t make too much of this sort of honor. But at least it gives me the opportunity to tell you what you have been and still are for me, and to assure you that your efforts, your work, and the generous heart you put into it still live in one of your little schoolboys who, despite the years, has never stopped being your grateful pupil. I embrace you with all my heart.
Albert Camus
Perfect: A Haiku
You’re not the kindest,
Nor the sweetest, gentlest one —
But you’re you — perfect!
Locked: A Haiku
Locked in by someone,
One desires freedom; locking
Oneself in — tragic.
Morning Rain: A Haiku
Early morning rain
Kissing away last night’s sins —
Blessing this new day.
Height: A Haiku

Bukidnon, Philippines
Distant, seemingly
Unreachable — but this soul
Remains determined.
Light: A Haiku
In this deep darkness
Is hope and faith that I’ll find
You — my light, my guide.
LAPC: Cropping the shot
This week Patti challenges us to show how we crop pictures we took, and for people like me who don’t know much about photography, the explanation/reason she gives for cropping her photos, are really helpful.
Before the crop:
As I am not quite good at focus, almost all pictures I take get cropped!
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there!🌹
T.
Sweet: A Haiku
Those delightful words
That escape your teasing lips —
Unhealthily sweet. 😛
Comfort: A Haiku
Not a soul in sight,
No water to quench the thirst,
A bird sings — comfort!
Secret: A Haiku
A subtle, gentle touch,
A softly whispered secret —
A memory kept.
Dance: A Haiku
Stretching, bending lines,
Curves, graceful and lithe those limbs —
Quiet dance with time.
Someday: A Haiku
Your sweet smile, laughter —
Who knows why? I hope to see
What you see — someday.
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My son has a very infectious smile and laughter. Most of the time though, we don’t know what makes him smile or laugh. We are just happy to see him happy.
Sometimes he makes me say, “dinosaur” and then, “roar!” And that’s enough to make him smile as he walks away from me.
If only our joys could be as simple.
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The other day, I got a message from Ahmed asking if I could help promote the comic book he created which features a superhero with Autism. This project aims to spread awareness about Autism. It’s called The Epics of Enkidu. You can click the link to learn more about the project.
Game: A Haiku
Like these solid blocks,
Colorful — the life you’ve lived.
Yet it was all a game.
Dream: A Haiku
Heart pounding, pounding
Wishing it had not ended,
That sweetest of dreams.
On friendship and marriage
This year is the 14th year my husband and I have been married. It may not be that long for those who have been married for at least two decades, but I am grateful we have come this far and are as committed to each other as we were on our wedding day.
As I reflect on my marriage, I feel so grateful that my husband still has the patience to stay married to me. I joked about it with my Facebook friends, but in all honesty, I really am grateful. I am not a very easy person to live with — I can be really mean to my husband, but we do find more reasons to laugh about with each other than reasons for meanness.
I don’t think there’s really any special secret to a lasting marriage — friendship and commitment are all that’s needed.
Flower of the Day: Lilies
Thirst: A Haiku
Unforgiving heat,
Mercilessly punishing
One wilting in thirst.
Kiss: A Haiku
Early morning touch
Of the rain on soft petals —
Reminder of a kiss.
Delete: A Haiku
If I lose you now,
I’d rather have memories
Of you all erased.
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Though I prefer to remember everything I’ve ever gone through — even embarrassing, painful ones, I can understand those who would rather forget.
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LAPC: All Wet
This week Tina’s challenge is to post “wet images.” I don’t have a lot of those, except for the ones below taken on a rainy day.
“Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.”
— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
“And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow.” — Gilbert K. Chesterton
“One can find so many pains when the rain is falling.” — John Steinbeck
Inconspicuous: A Haiku
A tiny detail
Often unnoticed, sometimes
Makes a thing complete.
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Youth: A Haiku
Supple body, mind
These ephemeral presents —
Quickly lost in time.
Hearts: A Haiku
Distance hardens not
The hearts that hear each other’s
Beating though apart.
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May your love grow strong though this pandemic keeps you physically apart. ♥️🙏
T.
Fearless: A Haiku
One tries to be strong,
Facing this frightening storm —
Fearlessness is strength.
May you find the strength to face the storms in your life. 🙏🌹♥️
T.
Grateful: A Haiku
For this life, for love,
For the pain and the lessons —
This heart is grateful.
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