I’m Gonna Miss you, Design.

Processed with VSCOcam with t1 presetAs I pack away my design books and spring cleaning the material library in my office, I can’t help but feel a surge of sadness. I’m gonna miss all these paint swatches, tile samples, fabric charts, furniture catalogues and all the material samplings that I’ve collected for the past 5 years. Throughout these years, I had learned so much starting from design on the drawing board to physically see the completion of the project; I made many good friends from the network circles within my industry; I established a new division to initiate external projects; I travelled to China for furniture procurement and pick up skills in price negotiation; I stayed overnight at a project site while I was 9 months pregnant, I see my work got published in magazine and newspaper; I learned how to be a team leader (& knows that it is never easy to be one), I got scolded, cheated, insulted, blamed and bullied in so many different ways that made me who I am today.

It’s hard to say goodbye, but these does not mean I’m putting an end to my design career. Design will always be something that I’m passionate about, it’s what I love and will never be tired of it. However I need to step outside my comfort zone to do something that is beyond my realm of knowledge and capability, something which I will find myself being purposeful and achieve fulfillment in a very different way.

As I look forward to a new chapter of my career, I vowed to work harder, strive harder and be better for my loved ones.

{Pic of me & my bestie/ex-colleague went furniture hunting at Foshan, Guangzhou in May 2011, look how serious we were… LOL…}

Is that holiday I’m smelling?

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TGIF!!! We will be having a long break for Raya celebration hence baby Ju is definitely smirking away. He knows he gets to enjoy days of pampering, foodie galore & TLC from ‘minya-minya’ & ‘da-da’.

I really look forward to this long break. Though exam is coming up soon, but what the heck, I want to spend good time with my boys. Had plan out what food to cook, movies to watch, books to ready, friends to catch up with and definitely lots of activity with the little one!

Selamat Hari Raya to all my dear Muslim friends. Please be safe on the roads.

This is what’s happening right now.

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This image clearly depicts what’s happening in our household right now, although, instead of flowers, my little puffball uses toy cars. Often when we’re working on something on our study table, he will start to put his toy cars on our table, and he won’t stop until he gets your attention.

As hubs mentioned, this it the reason why we are embracing change. It took us a long way to realize that work can wait, study can wait, chores can wait, but don’t miss any moments with your child, as they grow up so quickly.

Go on, walk out and pick the flowers with your kid. There’s nothing more precious than spending time with your child.

{Illustration from the talented Sebastien Millon}

Miracle.

This is a shared post from FB, written by the hubs. Link from here. It clearly reflects what we, as Malaysian is experiencing now. My thoughts and prayers to those deeply affected by MH370 & MH17 tragedy.
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Miracle, believe in one to experience one.

Ok, I’m supposed to be doing my assignment, but I think I’m dozing off trying to write about leadership style, so I’m taking 15 mins to finish this note.

Yesterday both me and my wife, took time to visit a dear old friend who is facing some health complications. Due to the privacy act imposed by the government, I don’t think I can indulge the details of our friend and the problem he/she is facing 😛 Nevertheless, seeing who our friend who is facing this grim situation with much positivity and unwavering trust in God, we both find a little solace and at the same time rekindled the journey that brought us together on our flight back to KL. 

2014 has been an extremely challenging year for both of us, and it is only fair to say the same for most Malaysian too, well at least for those who loves the country for the right reasons. Like everyone else, we both are not exempted by the shock that reverberates chills to our backbone, twice, by the national tragedies that perished two MH flights. Along with it, devouring almost 600 souls and left many with a wounded heart.

Then there is the endless bickering of bigots, stroking racial tension and religious rhetoric that never existed except amongst politicians who deliberately used it to divide and rule the country. Instead of spending more time in helping the poor, needy and homeless; they went a rampage of child abduction, bride arresting at weddings and body snatching at funerals. They can even afford to allocate time and money to nurture left-wing extremist in the heart of London but they can’t stand the stench of homeless people in KL city centre and the soup kitchens that is trying to help who never asked help or monies from the powers to be. Ironic isn’t it.

While the nation is in a mess, coincidently it is reflected on our lives as well. With both of us losing the passion and drive at our work, sedated with daily recycled work problems and surrounded by innuendos of egoistical tyrants, the view was gloomy as hell.  We were screaming for an exist from the torturous predicament however God was not leaving any bread crumbs for us to work with. But still we continue to pray and desperately hope for a way out of this maze which was draining the life and love out of our marriage.

Then it came, the changes that we have hoped for, and it came like a swift lighting, enough to left us stunted in the state of disbelief. We were given a chance to turn a new chapter, to do things that embodied our passion and dreams. We went back to hit the books, changing the direction of our careers, working with people that appreciate our talent and most of all, more time to create moments of joy with our family and friends.

Ok it has taken almost 30 minutes to write this, have to put a dot here and get back to work, homework to be exact.  But let our parting words between you and this are article be “MIRACLE”. The name of the perfume that we brought as a gift to our dear friend who is fighting the battle of his/her life, may we all believe in it as we all need it.

God is a miracle.

{Image from Fragrantica}

Life.

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Yesterday was a public holiday for us. We did not have any specific plan for the day, just casually went out for breakfast and grocery shopping, and spend the rest of the day at home, doing chores & babysit that little munchkin. What happen throughout the day is very unexpected though. Received news from a close friend having being diagnosed the big C and had just went through a major surgery. It was shocking and we couldn’t believe it. The next thing we know, we both booked a ticket to fly down to see her this weekend.

Late in the evening, fire broke out in of the unit opposite our apartment. It was rather chaotic, thankfully hubs brave himself and put out the fire before the fire brigade arrived.

At night, we got to know from FB one of hubs friend had given birth to a baby girl that has down syndrome, to make it worse, she has holes in her heart. She is currently stable and requires no surgery, however, one can only picture how challenging the days are ahead of her.

It is things like this that made you realized how fragile life can be. Having heard the news and witness the calamity right in front of your own eyes, you start to ponder, when you’ll be the next one? Life throws you unexpected surprises and I guess when it really happens, you just got to take the bull by the horn and hope that you will survive, and your survival will inspire others as well.

On a site note, the only good thing happen is that hub’s profile was published on Sin Chew Daily. So proud of him for his passion, contribution and achievement in the Education sector for the past 15 years. It’s a good closure for us to move forward.

{Picture above taken on 26th March 2014, during the wake of my aunty Gini, whom I loved and missed so much. To date, I still can’t believe I’ll never see her again. Life is short, start living.}

God’s plan.

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Good late-morning!

Today, I received a phone call, an unexpected one. It is a call of opportunity, a call that proven all these while, my effort, my personal take on attitude and behaviour, my believe in kindness, my faith in God, it’s all worth it. It further strengthened my faith in God, that everything happens for a reason.

Years back, I watched Evan Almighty, and I will never forget the conversation between God and Joan (Evan’s wife):

God: [posing as a waiter named Al Mighty] I love that story, Noah and the Ark. You know, a lot of people miss the point of that story. They think it’s about God’s wrath and anger. They love it when God gets angry.
Joan: What is the story about, then? The ark?
God: Well, I think it’s a love story about believing in each other. You know, the animals showed up in pairs. They stood by each other, side by side, just like Noah and his family. Everybody entered the ark side by side.
Joan: But my husband says God told him to do it. What do you do with that?
God: Sounds like an opportunity. Let me ask you something. If one prays for patience, do you think God gives them patience? Or does he give them the opportunity to be patient? If they pray for courage, does God give them courage, or does he give them opportunities to be courageous? If one prayed for their family to be closer, you think God zaps them with warm, fuzzy feelings? Or does he give them opportunities to love each other? Well, I got to run. A lot of people to serve. Enjoy. (Waves his arm and as he leaves Joan looks in shock to see her plate refilled without God having to leave and fill it)

When you’re in doubt, when you feel that you’re sunken in a dark hole, when you feel lost and hopeless, always remember that God is working in His miraculous way. As each day passes by, He has not failed to remind me that.

{Image from Flickr}
I love how the photographer capture this tiny lonely flower growing out of a side crack of the pavement. It symbolizes tenacity, passion and strength for survival.

 

 

Moving Forward.

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Hello… It’s been awhile. I had a really long week, really really long week. It’s a week where you have to be an adult and make adult’s decision. It’s also a week where you start to adjust to little but major routine changes in everyday’s life. I will probably staying off blogging for awhile until things are more settled. At least till I hand in my assignment which is due in 2 week’s time. All I can say is, too many things happening like lighting strike, but its for good. Once the euphoria is settled, I shall note it in this little blog of mine.

At 27, I had made several huge decision in my life. However, this for once will see me step out of my comfort zone and pushes myself to strive harder. Fingers cross, I shall be better.

On a side note, upon reading this extract from Hugh Mackay’s ‘The Good Life’, it suddenly struck me a sigh of relieve. Happiness is not what our aim, instead ‘wholeness’ brings a brand new meaning to our lives. Go on, read this:

I actually attack the concept of happiness. The idea that—I don’t mind people being happy—but the idea that everything we do is part of the pursuit of happiness seems to me a really dangerous idea and has led to a contemporary disease in Western society, which is fear of sadness. It’s a really odd thing that we’re now seeing people saying “write down three things that made you happy today before you go to sleep” and “cheer up” and “happiness is our birthright” and so on. We’re kind of teaching our kids that happiness is the default position. It’s rubbish. Wholeness is what we ought to be striving for and part of that is sadness, disappointment, frustration, failure; all of those things which make us who we are. Happiness and victory and fulfillment are nice little things that also happen to us, but they don’t teach us much. Everyone says we grow through pain and then as soon as they experience pain they say, “Quick! Move on! Cheer up!” I’d like just for a year to have a moratorium on the word “happiness” and to replace it with the word “wholeness.” Ask yourself, “Is this contributing to my wholeness?” and if you’re having a bad day, it is.

—Hugh MacKay, author of The Good Life