Life lately has been… full. Everyone in the family seems to be moving in different directions, each immersed in their own responsibilities, stress, and goals. While the house isn’t as noisy these days, it certainly hasn’t been quiet in my heart and mind.
Alycia has been caught up with her final semester — the last lap of her university life. She’s barely home these days, staying over at her coursemate’s dorm so they can work on group assignments late into the night. Recently, she hurt her hand, possibly from overusing it. We suspect it might be due to the heavy lifting and movements during her part-time gig with Astro’s Xiao Tai Yang road show last month, which took her all over Malaysia. She went for a tit tar treatment last week, and on her dad’s advice, she’s now going for physiotherapy too. I just hope she recovers soon — physically and mentally. Final year stress is no joke.
Sherilyn is just as swamped. Her days are a blur of architectural drawings, model-building and dance rehearsals. Her commitment to both her studies and her passion for dance amazes me. She’ll be heading to Singapore next month for the Finals of a dance competition. I know how much this means to her and I’m praying everything goes smoothly. She's worked so hard for it.
Cass is hunkered down with her books, prepping for her upcoming SPM Trials in early September. At the same time, she’s squeezing in practice at the skating rink to gear up for next year’s Skate Asia. Her plate is full, but she’s handling it with her usual quiet determination. SPM will be held in early November, only 3 months left to D-Day!!
As for me, my mind has been heavy. Lately, I’ve found myself doing a lot of soul-searching, thinking deeply about life and what lies ahead. There are days when the weight of my thoughts feels overwhelming, but I’m grateful I can still talk to my parents, especially my mum. She will turn 79 in September, and has been my sounding board — my best confidante for as long as I can remember. Her calm, grounded wisdom helps me see things more clearly when everything feels like a storm.
And then there’s my fur baby. She doesn’t say a word, but somehow her presence is healing — a soft reminder that love doesn't always need words.
So that’s us — navigating assignments, dance dreams, exams, self-healing, and everything in between. Life lately may be hectic, uncertain, even emotional at times, but I know we’ll get through it, one step — and one purr — at a time.
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| This is what happens whenever we eat roast chicken from our usual chicken rice stall. Haru is a big fan of roast chicken breast and she gets her treat almost every day 😸 |
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