Bucket Reading List:

While I’m on the book fever streak, I’m listing down my bucket reading list for 2018-2019. Can’t wait to devour these…

  1. Night by Elie Wiesel
  2. The Pharmacist of Auschwitz: The Untold Story by Patricia Posner
  3. A gift of Hope: A Moving and Inspirational True Story by Danielle Steel
  4. The girl with Seven Names by Hyeonseo Lee
  5. Being Mortal: Medicine and What Matters in the End by Atul Gawande
  6. The Bright Hour: A Memoir of Living and Dying by Nina Riggs
  7. There are no Grown-Ups by Pamela Druckerman
  8. Stephen Hawking: His life and work by Kitty Ferguson
  9. Educated by Tara Westover
  10. Alibaba: The House that Jack Ma Built by Duncan Clark
  11. How to be a Happier Parent: Raising a Family, Having a Life, and Loving (Almost) Every Minute by KJ Dell’Antonia
  12. Small Animals: Parenthood in the Age of Fear by Kim Brooks
  13. The life-changing magic of tidying up by Marie Kondo

 

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Reading, lately.

Elon Musk: Tesla, SpaceX, and the Quest for a Fantastic Future by Ashlee Vance

Undenied, Elon Musk is one who has a genius mind . I am dumbfounded by how a person has a dream to ‘die on Mars’. Besides unfolding the success of his life stories, the book did not fail to highlight several life event that plunges Musk to the lowest point in his life. Like all successful Siliccon Valley startup billionaire, he’s hard headed, stubborn and is beyond comprehension. But I guess that’s what lead him to create battery cars and commercialising space transport.

I am Malala by Malala Yousafzai & Christina Lamb

Most of us get to live our lives taking education for granted. I for one are ashamed that my son at times refuse to attend school and finds school homework burdensome. Malala Yousafzai, a Pashtun girl from Pakistan’s Swat Valley started fighting for girl’s education when she was 10. I am touched by the love for his country and her unwavering faith to God. Reading through the pages, I was horrified by the violent experience she lived through and impressed with her determination to kept going despite the circumstances and risk she and her family have to go through. I’m glad I picked this book up in the airport during my flight to Singapore.

Zero Waste Home by Bea Johnson

The highlight of reading this book is not so much about the ways to practise zero waste lifestyle, but more on how Bea Johnson who used to live her life lavishly as a typical American household that enjoyed materialistic possession. Throughout the writings, her voice, her act, she has inspired a global movement towards living more sustainably and responsibly.

Bad Blood: Secrets and Lies in a Silicon Valley Startup by John Carreyrou

Doubt as the biggest scam in Silicon Valley, this book narrates the true accounts of rise and fall of Theranos,  a biomedical start up that aims to commercialize a revolutionary household box that could administer a number of medical tests—all with a single prick. This book narrates a riveting story of one of the biggest corporate fraud, which involved venture capitalist investors such as Rupert Murdoch, Carlos Slim Helú, and the family of Betsy DeVos raising almost a billion dollars; and signed contracts with Walgreens and Safeway all by lying to them. Trust me, once you pick this book up, you can’t seem to put it down. It’s so good that it almost felt like fiction.

 

 

The story of Tulips Clinic.

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5 years ago, I enrolled myself to take up MA in Project Management. 3 years ago, I submitted my Thesis and graduated with 1st class Honors. I remember spending a long long time thinking about my Thesis title. I struggled, as I knew that if I don’t pick a topic that I believed in, I will never be able to complete it whole hearted-ly.

The topic of my Thesis was “Quality of Healthcare Interior Design and its Role in Patient Healing and Staff Efficiency.” I will not elaborate on the details of the 300 pages long thesis, but what I wanted to note was looking back, I am so grateful that I’ve decide to put my heart and soul in writing, discovering, findings and experimenting the effect of Interior Design and the Healthcare Environment. Being an interior designer and healthcare facility planner in the past has instill me the ethos that patients and clinical staff deserves better healthcare environments, simply because thoughtful designed healthcare facilities have numerous positive outcomes, ranging from staff productivity and efficiency, to the healing time of a patient, as well as the overall experience. Patients’ needs and comfort, along with ease of use for maintenance and staff, are essential to recovery. Today, it gives me so much joy and satisfaction to be able to design and create a patient-friendly healthcare environment for a GP clinic locally.

Believe in what you do, believe it whole hearted-ly, because one day, dreams do come true. I would like to thank Tulips Clinic and the people behind it for providing me the opportunity to design a better healthcare environment for patients and family. Design does make a Difference.

 

 

 

Taking it slow.

IMG_20180726_092242_556Last Sunday, our day started at 10am. Junna and myself had been taking turns fallen sick and I just couldn’t make myself get out of the bed any earlier than that. JH wakes up before everybody else (about 7am) and he independently did his drawing in his room. Sunday usually are full of chores: Groceries, Sunday School, Chores, Errands … but this Sunday, we took our time. We made scramble egg, marmalade toast, assortment of cereals. Instead of rushing and ushering… we just took our time and it was really nice.

 

HFMD 2.0

Never in my wildest dream that our household could encounter HFMD twice! 2 years ago, both JH & hubbs been through the disease and it was excruciating! Having a normal flu and cough sucks. Having fever is awful. Having HFMD is indeed devastating! Physically it hurts (so bad); Mentally it breaks my heart not able to touch my kids (especially when Junna keep come running towards me for a hug); Emotionally I’m beyond touched that hubbs took over all of my mommy duties + taking care of me. I love my husband x100 times more during the fateful period.

  1. hubbs preps breakfast and lunch for me that I have in isolation in the room.
  2. During the isolation, I manage to catch up on some reading. Hubbs bought me ‘Bad Blood’ and it was sooooo good.
  3. Hubbs took a couple days off to take care of baby girl as I was in isolation mode.
  4. Spend loads of time doing house chores, making meals and lots of antiseptic cleaning (we were so paranoid that we dettol wipe all surfaces, door knobs, switches and of course the floor every single time I touches it.)
  5. Watching kids from a distance while having my mask and gloves on. It was dreadful!

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If the’re anything that made me realized from this sickness is that…. we often take those little things for granted: holding hands, hugs, kisses, cuddles. A week of quarantine also made me realized that we do not spend enough time with the kids. Also, moments at the park with Junna makes me realized that we do not spend enough time with the kids. If we’re not careful, we will miss their childhood in the blink of an eye.

Happy 2nd Bithday, baby girl.

Lately, I’ve been reminiscing the earlier days when my baby pea was much much smaller, (and tamer :P). Today, she’s attending preschool and I’m pretty sure she would soon be crowned the loudest, feistiest (but cute) little terror. Sometime I wonder where did my sweet little baby pea go? Well, the universal truth is, our little girl has grown up. At two, she has become this spunky little person that’s spirited, persistent and dogged. In short, yes, she’s shown every signs of unladylike behavior and somewhat tom-boyishness gesture. I admire her courage, at the same time I’m fearful for her fearlessness. It’s scary that I can already imagine her personality and how she’s eager to go full on and take on the world. Very strong-willed child this one, as compared to her brother who’s Ohh-so-gentle.

Happy belated birthday little baby girl. This post came a little late, but I want you to know that you have all the qualities that I dreamt of you to have, which is why I want you to remember this…

My dearest baby girl,
Be loud, but be heard.
Have courage, but be kind.
Be strong, but embrace empathy at the same time.
Be mighty, with confidence (inside out).
Be assertive, but be nice.
Be stubborn, for the right reason.
Be a fighter, for the right cause.
Be tough, no matter how many time you need to pick yourself up.
Shine on, the world is waiting for you.

Love, mommy.

Restart.

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I’m not gonna lie. First stint of being a full-time working parents, I felt like everything is falling apart. Work’s deadline, mining a pet project, juggling a new daily routine with the kids, scheduling and more scheduling. All hell broke loose when Junna fell sick, then Ju-Hann. I just felt overwhelming at the moment. Then I browse through the photos in my mobile phone and it hit me. I choked up. These babies of mine are no longer babies. I need to focus on life instead of being petulant about it. I recollect myself and I press the restart button and remind myself: I’m so ehhfing blessed to have these two in my life.

The hardest decision.

IMG_20180515_143155_728… has been made. Phew!

As I’m writing this, our pet project is progressing slowly (but surely) on site. It’s  something we created from heart, it was a true labour of love that included the hardwork of every partners and stakeholders in this project. For us, it’s the little dream of hubbs and I to realized. Something that we’re building together, for us. It gives us the relief away from work, though I admit the journey was as challenging as how we imagine when we decided to take a dive into it. We sacrifice so much of our time (from sleep, time with the kiddos, social mingling), but deep down we know, it’s something we want to build slowly for our future, for our sanity. The reward might not come in monetary value but from its truest inner satisfaction & fulfillment.

I once read that… “You have to work hard to get what you want in life. And if you work hard, if you’re passionate about what you do, and if you are kind to people along the way, it pays off in more ways that you can imagine.” I’m gonna hold on to that.

 

 

509.

photo6309624635536287784509. A day that we Malaysians will remember deeply in our hearts.
509. A day where we see the unsung heroes living amongst us, near or far.
509. A day we united as one.
509. A day where we have come a long long way.
509. A day I see so many unwavering faiths of Malaysians striving towards one goal.
509. A day I learn that its never too late to right the wrongs from the past.
509. A day we truly learn the meaning of HARAPAN – HOPE – 希望
509. A day that we tell our children that we voted, for all the sane reasons, that we were hopeful.

In God we trust, in Him we surrender. Please be with us today.