I have fetish with my white colored clothes being white. I really can’t stand stains or any impurities on my white top. Things have to be “perfect”. It has been a part of my life until I was asked to reflect on the values that I hold. During a talk by a priest, he asked … More Blueprints in our lives
Today I had the chance to speak on mum on how I felt. I’ve always admire her strength in bringing all 5 of us up (dad is hardly around). She has a special closeness to God and faithful in her duties. Yet, she is probably the parent that hurt me the most in this situation … More Love is …
I am blessed to catch up with my dearest MD. She is first trained music director in Singapore. So sort after that people started emailing her before she returned to Singapore. She was sharing with me, “I am scared too (when taking up new projects). As long as we are focus on the story, the … More I am scared too.
I just had lunch with my boss. We were talking about money and worth. Being an arranger, we price whatever we feel our value is. The million dollar question How much do you feel your arrangement is worth? I was honestly stumped by the question. A question that boils down to how much you think … More State your price
Just in prayer, I remembered a particular event when I was 12 years old. On the last day in my school, we had to pick up litter as part of community service. That happened to be my birthday. Honestly, it is definitely not the highlight of my life – picking up litter (just to top … More One beautiful memory
I finally took the courage to ask why? Why my parents would love my sister so unconditionally – even her willful ways? And their love for me is often so lopsided. I wrangled an apology from him. That was the start of healing. A weight lifted from my shoulder. I can breathe. This is never … More Courage to ask
I pulled this book, Peace from Broken Piece, from the library just out of jest. I was going thru’ insane period in my life and I was trying to find some motivation. I’ve always wondered if my parents are my real parents. Not because of appearance, but they incredible love for my sister. I am … More Peace from Broken Pieces
I was just looking at my new curtains from ikea and admiring the lines. I’ve always like parallel lines. They give each other a lot of space. They seemed friendly. Yet, it is hard to get lines to be parallel. Just a slight deviation in angle, these lines will meet (eventually). They will crash into … More Parallel lines