When you see no light
No way out
When you lose all hope
your heart sinks
Do you lit a match? Or do you keep searching?
In this cold place, you do not wish to stay in
There are others who screams darkness, when the clouds are hovering
Like mockery of your fear, you can’t compare
There’s always light at the end of the tunnel
But there’s no tunnel here
Can you lit a match? Can you keep searching?
I have not been able to fall in love,
Ever since the last time.
When you held my cold hands,
Keeping it safe in your pocket.
The first time I fell in love with that smile,
The warmth and your vulnerability.
I have not been able to love anyone else.
Since then onward.
I harvested tons of potatoes from our garden. Honestly, after much neglect I’m surprised theres so many of them 😂
I soaked them in hot water before air frying them. I mean, I was told I needed to deep dry them…. But I really didn’t want to 😱 all those wasted oil lol…
The results were great actually. The potato taste is so strong compared to frozen fries… I need to get used to it a bit. Taste very potatoey.. How do I even explain ðŸ˜ðŸ˜
Well I guess we’ll be planting potatoes again next year! 😂
Ingredients:
Salt, sunflower oil, bunch of Italian herbs almost finishing so just throw all in. 🤣
We spent our entire lives wanting to understand others. The reason behind other’s actions, especially if it has brought hurt to us.
Many times, it is the person closest to us that hurt us the most, that we try to untangle their actions all our lives.
It becomes easier if you simply remember that they are just humans.
Humans are flawed, selfish, short sighted. Often times, even the best of all the humans run out of patience, kindness, and capacity to love.
The love of your life,
Families,
Friends,
Fathers,
And even mothers.
We are flawed beings. And that is what I’ve learnt recently. I can finally free myself from the ropes I tied my own heart with.
She dug a hole,
Not to big, not too small.
She saw some gold,
She dug some more and took it all.
Oh no, footsteps are coming!
Quickly bury it back!
She dug a little more to cover the tracks
Just a little more for warmth that she lacks
She’s in too deep, can’t help herself out
Cries as she would, she can even pout
But the hole was dug all by her shovel
Don’t look at the man with his tiny trovel!
She dug a hole, a hole she dug.
Now too deep for her to put in the plug
The storm is here
Echoes of people heard all over
Some said it’s the wind
Some said it’s the warmth of the air
Some blamed the waning faith
Some wanted blood sacrifice to be made
The storm is here
You could try deception
You could maybe feign repentance
You could still offer it a lamb
The storm is here
The storm is here,
And it is it’s right to be
The storm is here,
Is there a need for a meaning?
The storm is here
It is here to stay
Two mothers with one same dream,
To love and protect, raising their own.
Mother hen foraged everything for chicks,
For they are loud and helpless, feeble and small.
Great start for the queen, as she laid to feed.
Kittens who are quiet that suckled their way.
But the chicks then followed, saw and learnt,
That danger lurks and scarcity is real.
The growing kittens played and chased.
Awaiting mother with dinner and milk.
By two full moons mother hen weaned them all.
For they now are able despite the feathers.
“Find your own scran and fight your battles,
Though together we still are in our flock of greatness”.
The kittens are now large but what could they do?
Their mother had not shown them the hunt in the woods.
Two mothers with one same dream.
But a different beginning and a different end.
Purring sound of the wind
Blades of grass giggles as the wind strokes
The smell of earth
Clouds marching across the reflection of the sea
Some ropes stays
Some breaks
Some mends
Some wither away
My baby sister is my first baby actually. I was technically a teenager when she was born.
I watched her grow up, rock her to sleep. Cooked meals for her when parents were working, and begrudgingly nagged her to shower everytime we’re on our own. I was her tooth fairy for so many years, because I wanted her to have a magical childhood as my Asian parents were too busy to make sure we’re fed and clothed.
When she came live with us 3 years ago, was the first time she left home. Although it was meant to be a temporary solution while she get posted all over the country, eventually we all got comfortable and she decided to travel even 4 hours to her placement.
She was so miserable living in Birmingham that she moved back to us 😂😂😂.
I’m not going to lie, I was so lonely before she came. Having her around made me so much happier. She helps out with the kids and the house all the time, and that made everything felt much more bearable.
Nothing beats coming home to cooked meals from work, not needing to look after the kids and cook at the same time ðŸ˜ðŸ˜
I will always miss our kdrama binge nights.
She’s now going to start her independent life. She’s a full fledged adult now. She’s going to manage everything on her own. Our baby is no longer a baby.
I’m trying really hard not to show how sad I am, because I know I should be excited for her. In reality I will definite cry a river if I just let myself be. Don’t worry she doesn’t read this blog. None of my family members do 😂 including Mojuju.
Let her think I’m alright about it, because then she wouldn’t feel sad about leaving either. The worst thing will be both of us just crying at each other 😂😂😂😂😂