Stop Overs

This just in...I will be stopping over in Colombo, Sri Lanka for a day...and another stop over at Dubai before reaching Kuwait....and the same when coming back to Malaysia;)

Goodbye Malaysia for a week!

Today I'm off to Kuwait for a week to get my dad's stuff sorted out...which means I won't be in Malaysia from the 23rd till the 31st...which means it's the second time I celebrate my b'day away from Malaysia, the first being my 1st b'day in Jordan...and now my 20th in Kuwait....yeah I know I'm old nt a teeneger anymore:(...but will be back just in time for my mom's and Malaysia's b'day!!!...If you wanna see me will be around from the 1st till 10th september then I'm off yet again to Indai but this time it will be for 6 months....ah oh well...gotta keep myself busy;)...Till then ta-ta!

~Blessed~

I guess it was fate ..I was not meant to lose this phone just yet...you couldn't imagine my relief when I found it...I practically turned my house upside down just to find it ....took me three days but alas I found it...and that day was special;)

Why special...well some of you may believe some of you may not...but I always did being a Catholic...you see we believe in saints and each particular saint has his special gift to help us out...in this instance it would be St. Anthony who is known as the finder of lost things...my great grandmother had always told my grandmother ever since she was little that whenever she loses or misplaces something precious to pray to St. Anthony for help and this my grandmother taught my mom and my mom passed it onto me...and I can honestly say that none of my prayers have gone unanswered...every time I lose something this special prayer always helps me find it and in the most unlikely of all places...the places we probably searched a thousand times...but something always tells you to go check again...or maybe it just appears out of nowhere... literally!

My mom once told me that when she was younger that she had lost a fifty dollar note (mind you that was big money back in the time)...she looked all over and couldn't find it and she had been many places with the money so it could have fallen down anywhere...so as she was sitting in her porch all of a sudden there was this gust of wind and a piece of paper slapped her right across her face... low and behold it was the fifty dollar note!!...amaizing!...as for the phone I could swear that I looked in every possible place I could think off...then all of a sudden my uncle asked me too go check my room but I told him that I had already done it tonnes of times....but the phone was no where in sight..

He told me to do it anyway because he had a strong feeling that it was there...so I looked through my cupboard...cleared my bed...dressing table...you name it...but still no sight of the phone...but in my head I kept repeating the prayers to St. Anthony in hopes that it would show up...then as I was leaving the room my attention turned to the small laundry basket my mom keeps in the corner of my room where she stores the hangers and socks but I was thinking no way it could be in there I don't even touch it...but i checked anyway...and to my surprise as I lifted up a bunch of socks my hand phone fell right into the palm of my hand....my heart stopped!!!...I couldn't believe it...and the most special thing about that day is that it was the day we Catholics celebrated the feast of St. Anthony...I am so grateful that he answered my prayers yet again...but yes I did learn a valuable lesson about being a little more responsible with my stuff and where I put them;)...p/s : the pic above is of St. Anthony carrying little baby Jesus...too cute!! we have the same statue in church!!

Another one of those things I have to let go... I guess...

I am so very upset today I searched the whole house and still could not find my phone...I accidentaly left it in the house before i went off to KL for a couple of days and when I got back it was gone just like that!...i try to call it but it always goes to my voicemail...I don't know if it's stolen or just lost somewhere in the house???...I hope I get it back because it was a present to me from my dad and one of my favourite one's too...I couldn't bear the tought of losing it!!!...Still keeping my fingers crossed..and hoping that I'd eventually find it:)

My Hero

It has been two weeks since my dad has left me...I didn't have the strength to pen it down..but i have picked up enough courage to say it now..I swear life is not the same...a million things remind me of him...and if I have to express my grieve i do it by myself because I have to remain a "rock" for my mother, brother and uncle...it's not easy but it's a task that i would willingly undertake because I love these three more than life itself...at times I question why?...but then I believe God has he's plans and everything happens for a reason...I am spiritual and I believe in life after death so NO my dad is not truly gone...I am grateful for the time i had with my dad this past year...never have I had the chance to spend that much time with him...the most I got to spend him if ever before this was a month and yet I see him in everything...I know my dad would never want me to be sad and knowing that he is in a better place truly makes me happy...he has been a very good, kind and compassionate person on earth and will get his due reward in Heaven I believe...I was right there by his side right till the very end and the one thing I could remember was how peaceful he was as he gently passed on and I knew that at that moment he had abandoned all life's worries and troubles...one day I wish to have the same and I believe at that moment is when we will meet again:)