7 days to 2007
For me, its that time of the year to reflect. Reflect on 2006. Learn from people around us. Learn from the mistakes we made. Appreciate what we have, appreciate the people that crossed our paths and not taking them for granted. Especially here in Singapore, where it seems that *we live to work and not work to live*
Below are the lyrics of a song that my counsellor shared with me and I in turn would like to share them with you, my friends.
Cats in the Cradleby Harry Chapin A child arrived just the other dayHe came to the world in the usual wayBut there were planes to catch, and bills to payHe learned to walk while I was awayAnd he was talking before I knew it and as he grewHe said, I*m gonna be like you, Dad, You know I*m gonna be like you And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoonLittle boy blue and the man in the moonWhen you comin home, Dad, I dont know when,But we*ll get together then, You know we*ll have a good time then. My son turned ten just the other dayHe said Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on lets playcan you teach me to throw? I said, "Not today, I got a lot to do He said Thats okayAnd he walked away but his smile never dimmed And said I*m gonna be like him, yeahYou know I*m going to be like him And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoonLittle boy blue and the man in the moonWhen you comin home, Dad, I dont know when, But we*ll get together then,You know we*ll have a good time then. Well he came from college just the other daySo much like a man I just had to say,Son, I*m proud of you, can you sit for a while?He shook his head, and he said with a smile What I*d really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keysSee you later, can I have them please? And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoonLittle boy blue and the man in the moonWhen you comin home, Son, I dont know when, But we*ll get together then, DadYou know we*ll have a good time then. I*ve long since retired, my son*s moved awayI called him up just the other dayI said I*d like to see you if you don*t mindHe said I*d love to Dad, if I could find the time.You see my new jobs a hassle, and the kids have the flu.But It*s sure nice talking to you, Dad, It*s been sure nice talking to you........And as I hung up the phone it had occurred to meHe*d grown up just like me,My boy was just like me.............. And the cats in the cradle and the silver spoonLittle boy blue and the man in the moonWhen you comin home, Son, I dont know when, But we*ll get together then, DadWe*re gonna have a good time then
p.s: Khim, why is the santa*s nose longer than usual? Has he been telling lies?