There were some things you accepted might happen in your life, and others that were less likely.
Like... My dream to live my life in Europe... Errrr... Which is so high unlikely to happen, but I accepted it as something which might happen in the future though it seems impossible...
But.. I still think I might stand a chance.... Bla bla bla....
Anyway, there are a few things I wanna highlight here..
Number 1: I live in Pekan Pahang, where the internet service is super duper fast that I have to only wait till I'm at mom's place to update this blog. Yeah, mom's place has got wifi...
Number 2: I have lots of stories to tell, but I hardly have time! I'm far busier now than when I was in DE.
Why?
I have some extra work that I never had to bother when I was in DE:
~~ I have to make sure the house is thoroughly clean everyday, THOROUGHLY CLEAN OK!
As this will help prevent insects from getting into the house, which in turns, no lizards will want to get inside too, otherwise the kids will go crazy!
This is hard work that you must not take lightly, sometimes I feel so helpless trying my best to prevent these tiny creatures from getting inside and still I found them inside the house every now and then, that I feel like begging them,
"Please please please don't sneak into our home! My kids have so much fear for you guys, so please please leave us alone!!"
Or maybe I should just write on a piece of paper:
"Lizards not allowed to enter."
And paste it on our door.
Mmmmmm... Do you think that might work?
Anyway, Number 3: Afeef is recovering, alhamdulillah...
He was admitted a few weeks ago, a huge blow for me...
I was lost and confused since the day we moved to Pekan, hating this place so much and the people in it, and this blow brought me back on track, it made me think and had open my eyes..
Afeef had 4 visits to Pekan hospital due to persistent and endless tummy pain.
During that 4 visits, the staffs there had come to know him, some really showed so much concerns and care that I just couldn't help myself but feel sooooooo touched and most of the times I felt like crying for their kindness.
Why shouldn't I be? All my life, I believed the only way to get the best treatment is to go to private hospitals, errrrrrr... Not the best treatment, but there in private hospital is where the doctors and nurses are kind because we pay them rite??
So, here's the thing, we paid not a single cent to Pekan hospital, but yet, they were super kind and extra nice to us!
They all cared, and the best part was, I knew they're sincere!
Yeah yeah.... I always adored my life in DE, the kind people there, and I thought I would never meet those kind and sincere people anymore, but I just did... Pekan Hospital's staffs had taught me valuable lessons and I'm totally grateful.
Number 4: Afeef has started schooling again, alhamdulillah... But now in different class.. He's been transfered to the bottom class. Am I ashamed of this??
No, of course not... I'm proud of Afeef, always....
My biggest worry when he was put in the last class was that;
He would mingle with less educated people, would they treat him nice?
Things always turned out unexpectedly... Afeef now has a very kind friend who helped him a lot, and cared for him too, took good care of Afeef while Afeef was in school and he's the one accompanying Afeef anywhere he needs to go... When Afeef's in pain, he'd helped buy food for Afeef. Hey, nice people are everywhere, regardless!
As for me, I am starting to really love this new neighbourhood and its own tranquility...
Of course, not the same as the one I had in DE, but... Close... (",)
Waiting for another interesting something next year insyaAllah... (",)
Nevertheless, I still miss this place terribly....
I am never gonna get over it, am I?
Hehehe..
Till later, Salam....
