check out this post at daily mail. amy winehouse intends to adopt after finding out her estranged husband has made some girl preggers at a rehab centre. how classy is that?
but honestly … children can make a whole lot of difference to a woman’s life.
my nephew and nieces made a lot of difference to my life.
i’m kinda like the black sheep of my family. but fortunately, some people believed in me … and kids like me.
and although i don’t mean to ‘angkat my own bakul’ … brag … i am glad i had some influence with two special kids. one of whom is now in a prestigious boarding school on the way to a great future, i hope. and the other one is holding her own, despite having a mom who was twice in jail for some drug thing and not knowing who her real dad really is. i don’t know. i guess her life is more terrible than mine, in that family background thing. but at least she’s more stable than me coz her extended family is more liberal. ie, her creativity can soar. she’s in the top ten in her class. and im pleased that she’s got people/mentors outside her family that loves her for herself and does not look at her background … even if they are aware of it.
i know of this indonesian woman (very learned) with her husband who is raising five kids … all adopted. and they raise them as practising Muslims coupled with an interesting intellectual bent. the couple are academics and journalists.
i’m not a very good Muslim; ie i try to pray five times a day … but actually, i don’t really try. i miss my prayers a lot. esp in these past few months. i don’t know why. i know i’m very fortunate right now. but i don’t know why i can’t even spend a few minutes five times a day to thank God for my good fortune.
i know that when there’s a will, there’s a way. i mean, i actually cycled like God knows how many km just to buy bread and lunch. so, i have a lot of will. but why can’t i observe my prayers five times a day?
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