Schueneman Family Blog

more than a week, Alexandra shared her days, her excitements with Bill and I.

Everyday single day, we feel so blessed.

Not just her Uncleee Billllllll  or Aunt Lisaaaaaaaaaaa,  but also her questions, and questions, and questions, and reasoning, and more questions….. we enjoyed every second of it.

Bill and I enjoyed praying together with her too.

May God bless her always, we pray.

Miss you Angel!

Four months I struggled to talked about what bothers me in a friendship I had.

Four months I observed.  Then, more thorough look from all sides, all eyes, all perceptions.

I’ve been the best supporter, the best listener, the best friend I can be to her. I gave her my undivided time, listening ear and motivation during her breakdown, where her husband only recommended Psychiatrist, which ended up making her consumed Prozak.

By end of August 2008, I made my decision to end the non-famous, non-beneficial, more destructive friendship. This is the second time and the worst.

Months ago, I strongly disagree, but could tolerate my husband being treated like a substitute father, when her children has a dysfunctional father figure.

Months ago, I strongly disagree, but could tolerate my husband volunteered to be her baggage carrier.

But, the cases escalated. No more respect in this friendship.

Non human is one who only takes and cares of what she wants, and doesn’t take no for an answer. Even a woof-woof takes no for an answer.

A disgrace for a married woman, while having dinner with her husband and a friend couple, to say to her friend’s husband, “Do you want to see my breast?”.

An act of disrespectful to tell her friend, “Your husband had an agreement with me, before he even met you!!.

A relief to my husband and I. Never we doubt. Never we regret.

Flushed in the toilet our friendship went.

these are MY favorite things,

bible stories

Sun-rise, Sun-set
Cloud-Sky
Eagle
Beach
Butterfly
Chocolate (dark)
Dog
Bakmie Kampung Bali
Pempek Megaria
Parfum sendu dan elegan
tas sampir kecil dari Wedding-nya Pricia
new shoes
kacang ijo
chocolate cereal dgn chocolate milk
river view from office
Ford Escape
iTouch
Guitar
Celine Dion CD
Cross Necklace from Santi
Youtube
Chick-flick movies
bicycle ride with hubby
Mango
Black Grape seedless
Bakso Urat

***  IBETH / ELIZABETH / NONA / LISA / ESTER / BETTY / BENCONG / LISONG  ***

keluarga gw dari dulu manggil *NONA*.  Mungkin karena gw dari keluarga keturunan Ambon, dan Nona artinya ‘gadis kecil’ atau ‘neng’ bahasa sunda-nya.

Dulu waktu SMA, teman-teman cewek gw ke rumah, trus ada oma gw di depan rumah, mereka tanya, “Bu, Bu,  ada Elizabeth ?”,  Oma gw jawab “Nggak ada.  Nggak ada yg namanya Elizabeth disini”…. gubrakkhh!  untung gw dari kamar atas dengar…. gw teriakkk “Woiyy Oma, nama gw khan Elizabeth”…. Oma gw nyengir…”ohh iya yaa hi hi hiiii Oma lupa”… ha ha haaa kebanyakan cucu rupanya…..

Saat SMP dan SMA, semua teman2 di sekolah manggil gw “Elizabeth”  ;o)   sepertinya pas masa ini, gw belum ngeh kalo ternyata nama Elizabeth bisa disingkat.

Pas pertama kerja, karena nggak kuliah dan nggak sempat merasakan nikmatnya ‘gaul kampus’, jadi lulus SMA langsung kerja.  Di tempat kerjaan Boss challenge kita utk men’cipta’kan nama panggilan baru yg KEREN…. bahkan kita diminta utk create a good adjective yg sama dgn 1st letter of our new nick name….. jadi dehh “LUCKY LISA” ….. ternyata ku suka banget dengan nama panggilan baru ini…. aku suka dipanggill “LISA” ….. nama panggilan baru ini  ramah sekali, menyegarkan, singkat dan manis  ;o)

Pas pindah kerja masuk HP, gw di’paksa’ ganti nama jadi “IBETH” setelah senior-staff minta gw untuk merubah nama “LISA” dgn yg lain, karena takut orang salah telpon ke dia. kalo ingat ini sebel banget dehh. alhasil selama hampir 7 tahun di HP, semua orang kenalnya “IBETH”.  Gw sebenarnya nggak terlalu suka dengan “Ibeth”, gw lebih suka dipanggil “LISA”.

Pas pertama ikutan C-Choir, gw itu memperkenalkan diri sebagai “LISA”, tapiiii karena beberapa orang yg datang meeting pertama dan kedua itu orang yg kantornya di Bank Danamon juga….. alhasil… mereka denger temen2 kerja gw manggil “IBETH”….. jadilah semua di C-Choir mengenal gw sebagai “IBETH”……  nasib nasib

Dahsyatnya lagi… oleh karena beberapa member c-choir ada yg Over-Kreatif, mereka memberikan gw nama “BETTY” atau “BENCONG” dan “CHONG” panggilannya Tincee…. gubrakkhhh!!  tapi lucuuuu jadi gw seneng2 ajahhhh  he he heeeee
Walopun gw nggak pernah nonton Betty Boop, dan sedikitpun nggak tertarik utk tahu ceritanya…. gw Suka dipanggil “BETTY”, gw Suka sama gambar2-Poster-nya, gw juga Suka sama pernak-pernik-nya…. anehhh

Kalo ngajar sekolah minggu, gw buru-buru memperkenalkan diri sebagai “KAK LISA”….. takut keganti… he he heeee

Di gereja gw, Pastor gw bahkan pernah bahas di depan semua orang…. “This Lisa has sometimes confused me, cause my wife called her LISA, my staff called her NONA and some people I know called her IBETH or ELIZABETH. ha ha haaaa”.

Oh ya, kadang ada yg tahu nama lengkap gw, dan ngotot manggil pake nama tengah gw “ESTER”….  walopun udah gw bilang bahwa I go by other name, she will call me “ESTER”.  kata dia, nama itu lebih bagus dari yg lain lain… haiyahhh…….. keukehh kumeukeuhh banget deh…. ha ha haaaa

Tapi nama panggilan beda2 gini ada untungnya juga…… kalo gw ketemu orang di jalan, gw bisa menentukan/mengingat siapa orang itu, dan dimana gw kenal dia,  hanya dari nama panggilan dia ke gw.  asyik khan…..  ;o)

Kata Shakespeare……….
” What’s in a name? That which we will call a rose. By any other word would smell as sweet.”

hhhmmmmm

I honestly love you
My heart longs for you
Miles away seeking your touch
Your kiss passionate much

What is perfection, but you and me?
What comes to the flower but handsome bee?
Come, My love and feel me
Break the gate and own me, forever

(2002, by Lisa K.)

I wish to be sensitive where and when God will use me.

I wish my husband and I will love and bless each other, ’till death do us part.

I wish that I will be entrusted with children and able to play with my grandchildren ( FUN!!! ) .

I wish to get a Degree, and having fun working on it.

I wish to have the desire to cook every day (I’m still struggle, too lazy I guess..)

I wish to work a job, where my heart, brain aligned and challenged.

I wish to be an astronaut one day (hopefully where oxygen is always plenty).

I wish to be an F1 driver.

I wish to be able to sing and be me (all these times I adopted other’ style).

I wish to be the one invented internet (forever a dream dehh)

I wish to be able to fly like/with Superman.

nggak tahu mo mulai dari mana.
nggak tahu mo merangkai kata-kata.

terdiam aku. bisu.

Coba kamu bantu aku.
apakah pernyataan diatas benar?

Challenge Your Dream

In the back stage, you will never expect C-Choir members to be grumpy or scared. We are adjusted to the pressure of preparing for an excellent performance. When you take a peek at the back stage, you can always see girls smiling, boys chatting, some girls closing their eyes, looks like they are sleeping, but they are actually resting their eyes. It’s a busy back stage, but a controlled one.

“My goodness, how do the India women tie and make this twenty-yards of fabric into a skirt?”

“Here, let me help you with this. Hold my water bottle, please”

Sara held the end of the fabric, and asked me to turn around. She made a knot on the part tied to my hips. It felt tied, it looked tied, but I’m not sure whether it will stay tied for three hours. Sara made me turn around a few more times, and she kept checking the knots. As the last touch, she put some pins to hold it together.

In a hurry, Kelly came into the dressing room. In her hands, I saw beautiful India jewelry, a whole set. She was grasping for breath, but still smiling.

“Are you done with the skirt? I need to put all these accessories on you.”

“They are beautiful. I would love to be able to wear them all every day. Go ahead”

“Well, sit down here. I’m afraid you might want to reconsider having it all day, once

you try them out. These are ear rings, and this big one should be hanging in the middle of your hairline and fall down your forehead.”

“Ouch, the hair pin hurts a little. Would you please rearrange it?”

“I’m sorry. I need to tie this big one strongly to your upper hair because it is heavy and it

is supposed to sway on your forehead. Please tell me if it hurts again. Otherwise, you’ll have a headache.”

“It’s ok now. They are beautiful. They are sparkling and beautiful. Now I look like an

India bride. Where’s my groom?”

“He is dressing up too. I’m sure you both will perform Kuch Kuch Hotta Hai very well. I saw your

rehearsal last night. You sounded like a real India singer. I am so proud of you.”

“ Daniel and I will do our best for this concert. We always remember C-Choir motto, one

for all and all for one.”

Kelly had completed her project with me. She moved on to the other cast of the musical concert. The children were ready with their animal costume. Celine was so cute with her bunny costume that was one size smaller. She looked chubby and even cuter. Luke scared people who pass by the alley with his lion costume. He seemed to have so much fun, which will put him into a good mood for the song Hakuna Matata, that he will be dancing to. The song will be performed by Darren, Daniel and Matt, and the children will play along as the happy and content animals. The children loved the cute costumes. I think the audience will agree with me that the children look so cute.

We all came to the practice early that night, because that’s the only time that we could meet and discuss our long term goals. After all the chit-chat, and on my second glass of cappuccino, I mentioned the idea of having a concert, as a way to grow big and gain recognition. All eyes started staring at me. A minute passed while they thought about my idea. I smiled and I allowed them to think. This was a big and a long term decision we were discussing.

“I think it’s about time. C-Choir needs to take some bigger responsibilities than weddings, one song in Charity Events and Christmas entertainment in hotels. After two years of intense performances in Jakarta and Bali, the timing and maturity of this group is perfect for a concert, an amazing Charity-Choir concert.”

“Do we have enough people?”

“We recruit and we train more people.”

“How are we going to get money, to rent the auditorium hall, with a good sound system,

lighting, costume, etc”

“We will make small concerts, in hotels and cafés. We will go to companies and ask for their employees

to buy tickets and if possible have them pay in advance. We have a great marketing team. We just never push their buttons for the maximum effort. This is the perfect time to push the buttons.”

“Who is going to train us? Who is going to write the script?”

“That’s what we will try to discuss tonight. Let’s discuss the big picture. Let’s create some

committees. Then each committee can work on their own planning and strategy, and we can meet again, two weeks from today. But before we get started, I have some big questions for each one of us, including myself. Do you believe that C-Choir is a mission from God to join our hearts together for a glorious purpose of charity? Do you want more from this group or are you satisfied with these recent achievements and only these achievements? Are we ready for a mature group? Do you see C-Choir as an established group five years from now? Would you be willing to do more, work extra hard, think extra smart for this charity mission and vision? We need to be able to say yes to all those questions, before we move forward to talking about making committees. Let’s be silent for one minute. Everyone should think about this and the effect on everyone’s life.”

That was the longest minute of my entire life. I founded C-Choir. I believed in its mission and vision with all my heart. I believed in the power of teamwork with all C-Choir members. There was no project in C-Choir that had no difficulties and challenges. Yet as a group, C-Choir always strived through successfully.

I have always seen the way God was working through C-Choir. We had done a lot for the community. We had donated all our income from charity projects to various orphanage houses. We had been a blessing to the needy through this ministry, and yet we were the ones who received even more blessings in each of our individual lives. All my friends at this round table, who enjoyed their silent time to ponder, they were all great singers and successful in their professional lives. They had been committed for the last two years of charity projects, without any payment. I really wanted all my friends, the leaders of C-Choir, to understand the need for C-Choir and the fact that we can always be successful with charity projects because we had such an enormous synergy, like our motto, one for all and all for one.

“I can see that you are all smiling with dreams and excitement, but I will not make any

assumption. You have to speak up for yourself. Darren, as music leader, do you have anything to say?”

“I am excited. I totally agree with everything you said. I think, by the smiles on all your faces, I

can be brave enough to speak for all of us, that we are challenged, that we dream, and now we are ready to challenge our dream. Let’s talk about the committees. Carrie, as leader of the members, what’s your strategy to handle the resources challenge for this charity concert?”

“First of all, I think we can do additional recruitment. I strongly believe in the mission and vision of C-Choir. I can see C-Choir will have a second and a third concert, not just this one that we are preparing right now.”

That’s exactly the response that I wanted to hear. I need to hear directly from them. That they believed in C-Choir. They needed to help to convince themselves of their dreams.

I was standing on the stage. Daniel and I, were rehearsing part of our responsibility in the whole C-Choir programs of entertainment. We were singing the song Kuch Kuch Hotta Hai, a famous India song. We were standing on the stage. This stage was built on faith and teamwork. It didn’t matter what the scale was, whether it was a small event or a large one, C-Choir members focused on pursuing excellence and perfection in all our performances. We had challenged our dreams. We had challenged the impossible.

(Bila ada nama yg kurang tepat, kejadian yg kurang tepat, harap maklum, namanya juga Tulisan utk PR Sekolah)

Keluarga W adalah keluarga yg kelihatannya berbahagia. Ayah sukses, Ibu adalah ibu rumah tangga yg penuh cinta, anak laki2 pertama kuliah, anak laki2 kedua sebentar lagi kuliah.
Saat keluarga itu pulang ke rumah dari suatu perjalanan… didalam sudah menunggu seeorang yg tak dikenal bersenjata api. Dia menembak sang Ibu dan Adik laki2. Sang Ayah luka di tangan, si Sulung luka di tangan juga. Sakit.

Yg lebih sakit…. ternyata si Sulung adalah ide Pembunuh keluarganya sendiri.

setelah tahu semuanya dari pihak kepolisian. Si Sulung dipenjara menunggu pelaksanaan vonis hukuman mati.
yang dashyat …..
Sang Ayah bersedia memaafkan si Sulung. mesin utamanya adalah Allah mengampuni, dia juga harus mengampuni. simpel.

bila teman-teman masih ada yg sulit mengampuni….. ayoh disimak kembali pengukurannya…..

silahkan tengok artikel lengkapnya di
http://oprah.about.com/od/oprahshowrecaps/p/murderbyfamily.htm

Jack: Well, yes, ma’am, I do… I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what’s gonna happen or, who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life’s a gift and I don’t intend on wasting it. You don’t know what hand you’re gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you… to make each day count. (quote from Titanic)