The day before 21.12.12

Feeling rather run-down today, thanks to the constant throat/airway irritation and unproductive cough triggers. A little bit depressed too. I do hope that my voice will be OK after the weekend, since the choir will be singing on the 24th and 25th - and I have a microphone to sing into. >.<' God, helpppppppp!!!

Taught the triplets today - who were as bouncy and curious as usual... and very excited about Christmas. I didn't exactly get to talk to them about what Christmas really means - I hope that I'd have a chance someday. Just drinking in the girls' giddy excitement over the Christmas tree in their home and the presents that "Santa" was going to bring (one of the girls wrote "pony" in her letter to Santa) made me grin despite myself. What fun it is to be a child in a home filled with love and acceptance. There is so much freedom to be authentic; so much room for authenticity. Indeed what a difference love makes! My heart breaks for those children who have never really known what love is. They grow up into such broken adults. 

I pray that I'd always afford to be warm, tender and motherly to children. Whether naughty or nice - I would like to think kindly of them; empower them to attempt great things; bounce in their shoes; share beauty with them; and make them feel that they are incredibly special and valued. And then, I hope that these children would be drawn to God Himself - the source of all love. Love Himself.

She asked me if Santa's nose was really red... How would you answer a question like that? :)

Of note, it is the day before tomorrow ~ and tomorrow is the day on which the world was predicted to end. I wonder what the day after tomorrow would be like.