A place to call my own...

Nah... not my own HOUSE. I tried to bring up the idea once and was reprimanded by my dad. "What for you want to buy your own house? Don't want to take care of us already kah?" says he... so... though i yearn for my own nest, maybe not now...

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1st Feb will mark a new beginning in my 35th year.  When I asked God for a time of pondering, reflecting and planning for the rest of my life end of last year, little did I know what I am getting myself into.  With the company closing down, I'm being nudged (more like pushed!) into the unknown.  Into the world where I have a choice - to take up another job or....

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Last week I was in Miri for Bestie's 40th week of pregnancy. We went to this eating place and because the shop had problem with their electric fuse, we were directed to a place next door - laundry + eating place. Whilst it was weird to eat with the strong detergent smell, the place was tastefully and simply decorated - all white, simple dash of colours here and there - but most importantly a long window panel which I thought would display baking produce oh so beautifully! At that moment, I wished I had a good phone with a good camera! But I didn't... so it's just etched in my memory till I go to Miri again.

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It's been a dream to open something up... no need to be so fancy - just a few tables and chairs.  A coffee-warm oven-smelling place where at 6am, groggy individuals can walk in to be greeted by a warm chubby friendly face (yours truly - chubby?  yeah, right!), grab their first drug of the day, and some sandwiches for the kids (if any) and for themselves in the office, or some cakes for teatime treats.  Or a place where kids can come by after school to the back of the store to the music room to jam (after they complete their school work that is) - and also a place they can work during the holidays.  A place that people can have cozy private intimate gatherings with good barbeques at night - without having to clean up their own home!

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Well, normally, these thoughts will be balanced up with the logic of - it will be more cost effective to start home business - something people can order online, and it being delivered.  But on days like this, the yearning is so great, that tears can hardly calm the heart.


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Too much watching Princess and the Frog bah this kan? :)


Inside's Tiana's Palace - Picture courtesy Mr. Google

Kumbayah, my Lord, Comebyhere

Happy New Year!! Never to late I reckon (or is it, better late than never?)

I fell in love with a "she" way back in my sunday school days... and I'm still in love with her - though she might be different now.

I had the grandest time of my 20s for two months on the ship, 10 years ago... albeit she was a different ship altogether...

Yet, my heart still aches with longing to be on her, to be with her, to be someone, just myself, where no one cares about the "land" you - yes, that's right, just to be the "sea-self"...

She's a beauty.  The Lord of the Land and the Sea whom each and everyone on board serves is a Beauty.

I was privileged to be able to be with the ship when she was in Kuching port for 2 weeks.  There I bought a poster of her, and on it inscribed "But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint."

Yes, this is be the year of lots of waiting, lots of sitting at His feet, lots of zipping one's mouth (and hopefull lots of dress zippers too!)  Terribly afraid but giddily excited with what the year will have in store for all of us!

Kumbayah, my Lord, Kumbayah!

note:  macam mana mau kasi cure ini rindumacammaumati sama that beautiful "she" :(