Sunday, May 9, 2010

Ibu..oh.. Ibu...

Rasa amat terharu dengan message...sms, facebook,kata2 ucapan live serta dakapan mesra yang diterima dari anak2 semua tidak kira samada dari darah daging sendiri atau yang bersangkutan...

Ya Allah limpahilah rahmat keatas mereka semua..

Ya Allah berkati lah hidupku ini ..penuhilah hatiku ini dengan memberi sepenuh kasih sayang kepada mereka yang memerlukan ..untuk memberi mereka kebahagiaan ,kehidupan yang diredhai dan semoga mencapai kejayaan & kebahagiaan didunia dan akhirat..


Terima kasih anak2ku semua..
Mama/Ibu/Ummi sayang semua..

Diantara message yang diterima kuabadikan selamanya..

"Ya Allah,wanita yg membaca sms ini adalah seorg ibu yg cantik,kuat,sabar dan saya menyayanginya.Kau tingkatkanlah kehidupannya dgn rezeki yg berkat,kau rahmatilah setiap langkahnya dlm mencari rezeki keluarganya.Kau bersihkanla hati..kau kuatkanlah iman..kau peliharakanlah dia dari fitnah.Amin Ya Rabbilalamin .Selamat Menyambut Hari Ibu"

"Tika wajah penat memikirkan dunia,maka berwuduklah..
Tika tangan letih menggapai cita-cita,maka berdoalah..
Tika bahu tak kuasa memikul amanah, maka bersujudlah..
Ikhlaskan semuanya dan dekati Allah...
Agar tunduk disaat yang lain angkuh..
Agar teguh disaat yang lain runtuh..
Agar tegar disaat yang lain terlempar..
Untuk sahabat ku, semoga sentiasa dalam rahmat,cinta dan pemeliharaan Allah.."

Ya Allah berikanlah kekuatan kepada ibuku menghadapi segala dugaan hidup..limpahilah rahmat mu Ya Allah..

Ya Allah! Ampunilah bagiku segala dosaku dan juga dosa dua ibu bapaku dan kasihanilah mereka keduanya sebagaimana mereka memelihara dan mendidikku di masa kecil.


After 17 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to
take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She
said, 'I love you, but I know this other woman loves
you and would love to spend some time with you.'
* * *
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit
was my MOTHER, who has been alone for 20 years,
but the demands of my work and my two boys had
made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
* * *
That night I called to invite her to go out for
dinner and a movie.
* * *
'What's wrong, aren't you well,' she asked?
* * *
My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a
late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign
of bad news.
* * *
'I thought it would be pleasant to spend some
time with you,' I responded. 'Just the two of us.'
She thought about it for a moment, and then said,
'I would like that very much.'
* * *
That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I
was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed
that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date.
She waited in the door. She had curled her hair and was wearing
the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last
birthday on November 19th.
* * *
She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s.
'I told my friends that I was going to go out with my
son and they were impressed,' she said, as she got into
that new white van. 'They can't wait to hear about our date'.
* * *
We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant,
was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as
if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I
had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read
large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted
my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me.
A nostalgic smile was on her lips. 'It was I
who used to have to read the menu when you were
small,' she said. 'Then it's time that you relax and
let me return the favor,' I responded.
* * *
During the dinner, we had an agreeable
conversation- -nothing extraordinary but catching up
on recent events of each other's life. We talked so
much that we missed the movie.
* * *
As we arrived at her house later, she said,
'I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me
invite you.' I agreed.
* * *
'How was your dinner date ?'
asked my wife when I got home.
'Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,'
I answered.
* * *
A few days later, my mother died of a massive
heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't
have a chance to do anything for her.
* * *
Some time later, I received an envelope with a
copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place
mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I
paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I
could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two
plates - one for you and the other for your wife.
You will never know what that night meant for me.
I love you, son.'
* * *
At that moment, I understood the importance of
saying in time: 'I LOVE YOU' and to give our loved
ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is
more important than your family. Give them the time
they deserve, because these things cannot be put off
till 'some other time.'
* * *
Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back
to normal after you've had a baby... somebody
doesn't know that once you're a mother,
'normal' is history.
* * *
Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by
instinct ... somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.
* * *
Somebody said being a mother is boring ...
somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.
Somebody said if you're a'good' mother,
your child will 'turn out good'...
somebody thinks a child comes with
directions and a guarantee.
* * *
Somebody said you don't need an education to be a
mother.. somebody never helped a fourth grader
with his math.
* * *
Somebody said you can't love the second child as
much as you love the first ... somebody doesn't
have two children.
* * *
Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother
is labor and delivery..
somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the bus
for the first day of kindergarten ...
or on a plane headed for military 'boot camp.'
* * *
Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her
child gets married..somebody doesn't know that
marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a
mother's heartstrings.
* * *
Somebody said a mother's job is done when
her last child leaves home.. somebody never had grandchildren.
* * *
Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so
you don't need to tell her..
somebody isn't a mother.

Pass this along to all the 'mothers' in your life
and to everyone who ever had a mother. This isn't
just about being a mother; it's about appreciating
the people in your life while you have
matter who that person is

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