Sunday, October 9, 2016

Well hello there Spring!

It is a truth universally accepted that (channeling my inner Jane) spring always holds a promise of good things to come.  It’s more than just about hearing birds chirping early in the morning, or an official start to longer days and shorter nights.  While it has a lot to do about the weather, but I think it’s more than that; it’s nature’s way of telling us all that winter has finally bid adieu and won’t be back for the next 6 or 7 months.

..if we could all see the world through the eyes of a child
 we would see the wonder and beauty of everything...

There are many things to love about this season. Sunshine and spring showers always equate to rainbows! Any who doesn’t love rainbows?  The grass is green and the trees are in bloom and so are the pretty flowers (cherry blossoms and tulips are just love!). And there’s the anticipation that summer is just around the corner... and so, you start to plan your holidays! Ah Spring!  It makes us feel all young again.  It’s a clearing, refreshing and renewing season and it literally puts a spring in your step (it does to mine)

However, having said all that, spring still is not my favorite season :).  I am a late summer early autumn kind of gal when autumn is chasing summer away and the latter is adamant to stay. The season when farmer’s market and the grocery aisle spoils you with bountiful produce.   I digress! 

Well anyways on to spring, despite it being the prettiest and daintiest season (me thinks!), there are also several reasons why it is booted out as being my fave.  I am not really keen on the fact that the weather send really mixed messages, so you never really know when you need a hat or bring an umbrella.  And on top of that, bugs, bugs and more bugs! So you better do your spring clean.  And while pretty flowers brighten your day, the dreaded hay fever surely does not. It also means that seasonal cyclists are back on the road. Oh yeah…it’s probably me being a lousy driver and having inhibitions of sharing the road (oh well…)

But still you can never ignore the beauty of spring.  I know these snippets of photos will never do justice to the true beauty of spring but anyways soak in the splendor of New Zealand spring.

"Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring?"
~Neltje Blanchan~

Thursday, August 25, 2016

My first time to see snow

Thank goodness for the first snow, it was a reminder that no matter how old I have become, there is always something new to experience.  Cliché as it may sound but I was transported momentarily to being my 5-year-old self where everything is a sense of wonder and discovery and excitement on learning and experiencing new things.

This little fellow had his first real snow experience when he is over 3.  I had mine at over 30...not much of a difference, just a zero at the end ;)

I am now ever more excited of forever when I'll have all the time in the world to experience the  beauty and wonder of our Creator’s creation.

Thursday, August 11, 2016

It's all about priorities...

The next time I say I am too busy, know that it's an excuse. If  I truly prioritize something, I will make time for it. 

Because you will always have time for anything if you make time. :)

Monday, February 15, 2016

The joys of motherhood

Today I was a frazzled mom…no scratch that.  Most days I am a frazzled mom.

Years ago (yes, it feels like years already) before motherhood, I thought it was just okay to throw a quick comment or two here and there about those frazzled moms.  You know who I mean, those moms whose hair is falling out from a messy bun, squirmy baby clutched in her hips and wailing preschooler following behind both with runny noses and grimy faces.  

Back on those days I could easily come up with an answer, “hmmm probably she did not wake up early enough”, “She did not prepare the night before”, “nah, not enough discipline”, “really those are monster kids!”

Well, that frazzled mom was me this morning.  As  I dropped the little monkey at kindy, he was pulling my hair and clutching at my neck as if I am leaving him forever.  And yes complete with all the works – a runny nose because he was crying his lungs out and yogurt smudge face (probably he thinks that it’s  sunblock lotion rather than something edible)….

Consumed by  the “rawness” and “realness” of mommy guilt, I gave his teacher a call and she happily reports “Oh minutes after you left, he is  all smiles and chirpy.” Who doesn’t get frazzled with that!?!

But tonight when he sings his songs with invented lyrics and asks mommy for a kiss, I know I will again happily obliged because he really is a sweet and happy little boy… and those moments of frustration and total chaos would then be forgotten.

I’m composed, I’m in control but I just need to vent.

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