Onto Another Train

I alighted another train

They rejoice hands in hands 

Welcom gestures on all faces

Yet I turn around and not see my dearests

 

Sometimes I feel so alone

But deep inside I know it will not be long

For they will come along

I continue to pray and long

 

For them to be saved and set free

And be united in eternity

His love will persist

They will one day see

 

So close and yet so far

But deep down in my heart

I know that we will not part

As our faith is in par

 

Do not fear but hold my hands

As we must board the same train

Just relax and board the same train

To where we belong….

   

 

 

 

 

 

Its all about you

My hands itch as its so tempting to do some scrapbooking whenever I glance pass the packets of goodies. But I waited till now coz I reckoned there weren’t enough things to start off especially chipboard words and embellishments. Still I decided to write eventhough the effect differs from using proper nice colourful chipboard words. Anyway, this is my LO. It took a long 1.5hrs. I was aiming to finish it within 30min LOL. It cut into my sleeping time and reading time!

Spear got blunt

I am lacking in proper sleep and slumber. BB Darius’s fever has finally gone and its time for me to get back to my to-do list….long and unchecked.

I’ve started to fill in the blanks in his “baby boy record book”. There are alot of recallings to do and pictures to develop. I’ll have to rumpage through a few hundreds of pictures in another laptop and a few tenths on this one. How to choose through all these images lei??? All seems to fit the occasion. Can’t possibly develop all! Somebody posted the same question mark. Our index fingers just couldn’t stop when using the digi cam.

The urge to make another LO comes up whenever I see the packets of papers and stuffs but not enough kits, pictures and TIME. My first project is way below my expectation and I can’t wait to challenge myself to make some better and improved ones. I am waiting for and email of the prices of the list of scrapbooking items I am going to order. I am eager to set up a blog ”Now everyone can scrap”. I’ll need to clarify a few things first though. And first and foremost I need encouragements and ideas to fuel the ignition…. please… anyone??

My fingers came back to life again. The first lessons were great great great!!! My passion has finally returned. Don’t really know where I am heading to and going for but I’ll just have to pray and go with the flow. Yes, yES, YESSS.

Finally posted my hand made rings. I should post it onto etsy and try out. Again, I need comments and suggestions to fuel my passion. I am an arrow without a target at the moment. When has my sharp pointed spear got blunt? Goodness. I would not be making any more rings at the moment. I have some design in mind but haven’t found the ideal beads locally. Sigh.

A brief walk and breath of fresh air at Shahbandar cleared some clouds in my mind. It must be the silence that aided. Better get back to checking my to-do list now. Way behind schedule.  

2nd attempt

The feeling brewed and I made some changes to the first attempt. It wasn’t what I anticipated but I’ll try harder next time

 

Pictureless, Priceless, Perfect memory

I’ve been thinking about scrappin this theme for a long time. Finally I have something visual to enjoy looking at while day dreaming of him. I strongly believe I’ll make more of this in the future whenever I feel the strong urge for his presence again. One is just so not enough. There are still alot of words and feelings I want to pour out onto these nice pretty papers which are the only ways for me to acknowledge that you are in heaven as beautiful as the papers I have with me. But I strongly believe that you are in the great worthy hands of God. I love you Dawson.

 

Women of Destiny

The talk on the two consecutive nights were truly fruitful. Really worth me giving up going to the Miri Jazz Festival. It was like drinking from the fire hydrant. If I am to share with my fellow sisters about what I have learnt, it’s going to stretch out throughout the night. I am going to order the CDs ones they are ready. One of the highlights was having a VISION. Having a positive vision will guard ourselves vigilantly against attack. Without vision, people perish. Some people go through their life with the rear view window as large as the windshield, when a compelling vision for the future is so crucial to us. That left me contemplating on my very own VISION….a newer version that is. I am growing old every second and knowing that I can’t do anything about it left me desperate more than ever to start accomplishing my visions! Exercising patience is not any easier. I use a journal to ensure I do not derail from what I have planned for the day. But having disciplines are not enough. I just learnt the fact and now its already mid 2008! Its not time to bail out though. Another important note I will ponder on is that our purpose decides our potential and not vice versa. With that, I trashed most of my plans and remade new ones. This intertwines with the vision thinggy of course. I felt lighter now.   

Women of Destiny glided off the runway very smoothly. A round of applause to everyone who involved to make it so welcoming. Some worked throughout day and night. I am glad that I could contribute in the photo shoots for the standing banners, involved abit in the decoration, creating the invitation card layouts and was the massaging crew among the rest. I hope many women were touched. My heart goes out to the women out there. I rubbed my shoulders with some women who toiled their hands to bring up the family single handedly. Some were so brave and spiritually contented and guarded. So many were gifted with different abilities. Cooking is one! Women are wonderfully made. Oh, and the ice breaker games for the two nights were so much fun and FUNNY. 

Some shoots I requested for while the pro photographers were idle for awhile in between the photo shoot at Vic’s nicely decorated hehe.

  

Everything falls into a nice great plan. The next day wasMother’s Day. A family picture was taken on the day. Mothers (biological and in-law), I truly love you and I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. No words can describe. I long for the day my son will start telling me he loves me not only on Mother’s Day but on also any other days. Gosh, there it goes, impatient again.

There was a storm that very night. It was like the scenes from The Day after Tomorrow. I have never seen coconut trees bend so much. What is happening to the weather! I Missed out my dinner with my mum. But I can make everyday a Mother’s Day if I want to ^^. Have plans to visit her tomorrow.

Madness Trip II

Finally we could indulge in breakfast and dinner/supper. Still skipped lunch as once ignited, the engines were on the go till we step out of the closing shopping centres. Our monster appetite were whetted by too much “actions”. Four erm petite women having a heavy meal that could feed seven? Even the male cashier was in awe while calculating our billS. The plates were licked clean.

Dinner at Kayu Nasi Kandar was unforgettable. Contentment from shopping and the hunger pangs were really striking on us. Very quickly plates filled the table. I witnessed the highest or would I say longest roti tissue. Too bad time was running short so we didn’t stay at Bangasr Baru long enough to try the recommend rice on banana leaf.

Laughters, jokes and woman sharing topics really kept us going on despite being over worked! At some point, I really hoped I could telegram myself back to the hotel bed at an instant. Got treated with foot and shoulder massage only on the 3rd day but it still helped me from suffering the post shopping sores.

I had sooo much fun with my partners. Partners in life and business. Partners that shared all laughters, joys, sorrows and the same faith. This trip was very fruitful filled with total hospitality, courtesy, unity, love and care.  I must say, I miss KL Wendy. I definitely want to check in Kota Kemuning Hotel again.

Back to sanity

My mind was blank and I thought I was ready to blog!! Somehow, my mind normally starts reeling before bed with events and happenings I want to blog.

Anyway, I want to celebrate my maid’s return home. I am so relieved, I have my coming week fully schedulled, as if I have any options at all. BUT I’ll still carry out my daily rituals of feeding BB Darius as much meals as long as I am present at home, bathing him in the morning and teaching him to learn . Bonded so much with him for the past 10days I felt like a mother for the first time. Only MOTHERS out there know how much energy, sanity of mind, sacrifice, bravery, patience are required in a child’s upbringing.

I finally scrapped something. Its my first project. A token of thanks and appreciation to Chel for the picture and frame. She painted them pink and purple. I wanted to don some beads along the word “Miracle” on the tag on top of the teddy bear in Darius frame to make it readable. Will do it later on. I like what I’ve done to Ashley’s frame. Its all pink! She has most of her possessions in pink. 

Two georgeous babies. The pictures were taken during Chinese New Year. They’ve grown so fast.

On the treadmill

Havn’t been able to stop and blog recently. I am caught in the black hole! Trying to be a responsible mother hoho…proper 45minutes of interaction, daily lunch feed bla bla bla. Can’t bath him yet as my body aches all over as if I’ve done so many push ups. The muscle aches resulted from sprinting out of my bed many times thoughout my sleep to check if he is still on the right side of his bed. There are just too many a loopholes around his bed for me to have a sound sleep. And wats more, I can’t sleep now as BB couldn’t sleep with the laughters echoing from a party which is undergoing at the house car park. Our bedroom windows is just above it. And the sitting room which is converted into a karaoke room is just beneath our room!! Whats more? We will be going to Telematch at RBRC so should wake up around 7am in the morning. I am looking forward to it. Wish me best of luck.

Gala Night 2007

The moment the clock strikes 12, we are swooshed into the new year 2008. A new year I hope to be filled with more happiness, achievements and success. Wish you all a better and more prosperous new year.This new year eve was spent with my husband’s family and my brother at Hua Ho Manggis. Long evening but full of joy and laughter. Though the hours spent with them were never less, but this time all of us were dressed up and luckily I brought Darius’ kakak along. Needed extra limbs to carry him as he was not used to the applause and loud music. He was cranky for awhile as he never stayed up for so long without sleep and rest in between.

The theme for the night is COOL FUNKY! That explains the attire I wore.

The evening was filled with joy and laughter. I enjoyed and valued the family time alot.However, my thoughts kept going back to the 12 Memorial Stones. As I kept flipping through the life pages of my 2007 for my 12 memorial stones… I wondered which would rank the first 12. It was a long evening at HH Manggis so I had plenty of time to reminisce.