About Me

I am married to my loving husband for more than 45 years now. I am a mother to 3 beautiful children, until years ago when I lost my youngest son. Since then my life is forever altered but yet unbroken....

Thursday, 9 September 2010

EID Mubarak Wishes..

Eid…
A time for joy,
a time for togetherness,
a time to remember HIS blessings..
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May the magic of this Eid
bring lots of happiness in our life &
may it fill our heart with love.

(All in the family @ LRP Chalet, Kg Sri Minyak) 

Sunday, 5 September 2010

My feet in the wishing well…

"All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost... - J.R.R. Tolkien 

(Air Terjun Bekelah - 2007)

What agony have I inflicted on myself now?

Years ago when the children were younger, I reached a cross-road and forced to reflect after going through years of madness, juggling between work and life/love commitments, with months spent in an escalating state of imbalance. I was contemplating to drop everything then, leave the children behind and live alone on a remote island far away from people.

That time I was thinking of something that I wish was different in my life, perhaps with my relationship, my financial, my career, my physical, spiritual, or emotional health. I persevered, and my patience leads me to where I am now.

Whatever I just thought of, how long I have been wishing for it to be different, I am no longer willing to wait for it to be different than it is right now…

Throw down your gun, you might shoot yourself
Or is that what you're tryin' to do?
Put up a fight you believe to be right
And someday the sun will shine through.

You've always got something to hide
Something you just can't tell
And the only time that you're satisfied
Is with your feet in the wishing well…

Thursday, 2 September 2010

I could changed my world...

"In every real man a child is hidden that wants to play..." - Friedrich Nietzsche 


(1972 - Kijang Camp)

Remember being a kid, when the world was full of possibilities?

I read the long thread of comments on fb and the jokes and some old terms used put a smile on my face. Those were comments from friends of BigV who used to frequent my house and cramped my small room to listen to old records, very long years ago. We would sing while someone strummed my old guitar till dusk. We’ll always sing along with Bee as she has a good voice so that we won’t be noticed to be out of tune.

I remember on weekends, the gang, boys and girls inclusive, used to go camping on the beach of PCB. We use to lie down on the sand at dusk and stare intently at the sky and look for the brightest star. Then we’ll close our eyes tightly and say "Star light, Star bright, the first Star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, Have the wish I wish tonight’. And silently make our wishes. In the middle of the night, we revealed to each other what we wished for and had a good laugh later on.

I always wished for the same thing over and over and never half-heartedly. I was a country girl with a big city mentality. Then, I believed I could change my world just by making a simple wish...

Throw down your hat, kick off your shoes
I know you ain't goin' anywhere
Run 'round the town singin' your blues
I know you ain't goin' anywhere.

You have always been a good friend of mine
but you're always saying farewell
and the only time that you are satisfied
is with your feet in the wishing well...

Cursing in my sleep…

"Life is like a landscape. You live in the midst of it, but can describe it only from the vantage point of distance..." - Charles A. Lindbergh

(Swimming in my dreams)

The weather has been crazily hot.

I will usually sleep as snug as a bug in a rug and only will wake up at the blast of the alarm. But lately I have not been sleeping well. It’s been going on for weeks, I can’t get a decent sleep at all because every time I fall asleep my body will start sweating profusely, and I end up waking up in the middle of the night feeling uncomfortable and soaking wet and I will inevitably be cursing in my sleep.

And most often than not, despite my wet and sticky body, dear hubby will hug me tight and rock me gently back to sleep.

Yang, I think the air-cond is in need of servicing.

My throat is dry
My knees are weak
It's so damned hot
I can't even speak

Walk in my shadow
I can't take it anymore
When I get you in the shadows
I gonna show you what it's for...

Wednesday, 1 September 2010

Our 31st Anniversary...

I'd like to know that his love,
Is love I can be sure of,
So tell me now and I won't ask again,
Will he still love me tomorrow?

(Togetherness is Happiness)

I remember today, 31 years ago. It was a new beginning that marked the start of a brave new future filled with all dreams can hold. We were young and innocent. We ignored our conscience and ran full steam ahead down a road that we didn’t know where it was leading to. That day I thought of the future and wished those dreams would come true.

If asked, I would say that a period of 31 years together is a handful of years to live with one man. It isn't easy to explain. It has not been the fairy tale marriage I dreamed it would be, but neither have I burrowed around with the gophers. I suppose it has most resembled the stock exchange, fairly stable, more ups than downs, and gradually trending upward over time. A good story, a lucky one and I've learned that not everyone can say this about their marriages.

But do not be misled. I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common person with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There is no history dedicated to me, and my name will soon be forgotten, but I have loved someone with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough.

And I love him, not for what he is, but for what I am when I am with him.

(2009 - Iftar @ The Legend)



(2010 - Iftar @ The Legend)

As Time Goes By
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We are older now but better by far
Who knows how good it can be
Our love still grows like a plant in the sun
Or a wave rising up from the sea.

We laughed before, but we laugh more now.
Life is more fun so it seems.
Days are sunnier, the moon shines brighter;
Our life is the stuff of dreams.

(By Karl Fuchs)
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Happy Anniversary, Yang...