Words from my Heart...

Its been a fruitful weekend, again many errands were run, Abang had his swimming lessons again, and I did my normal marketing at my favorite wet Market... I might want to try Yoga, there is True Yoga which just opened really near my block, but I haven't got around in asking for the package price.  As for now, Ive been going to Pasir Ris - Car park field, kicking some balls with hubby and the kids.  I love the feeling of sweat coming out from my head, face and body. It's as if, I released those water retention in this chubby body of mine.  I enjoy the feeling, of having to do what I like, and getting the kids involve in it as well. In this case, its exercise. I love the feeling of spending time with the kids and hubby without anyone in my way. I love the fact that I can be totallly crazy without having anyone judging me.  My kids are my greatest supporters. They love me no matter who I am. They are innocent and pure.  Masya'Allah.... I cant thank All...

The office moved..... somewhere nearer, newer and more convenient I would say with NTUC fareprice just below the building.... I love my new desk and the view. The horizon is far and beautiful. The planes, some big ones pass by near the building and when it rains, i see droplets at the window panes...oh How calming! The lightning has made its grand presence felt and seen too, I saw the a long lightning near at the horizon...and I immediately, I thought of the kids at home... They are scared of the thunder and lightning.... I love my kids, and I try to make them feel better at scary things.... when there is a lightning, I will tell them to zikir Ya Haq. The name of GOD that is TRUE. Haq is a strong AsmaulHusna - feature of Allah thus, the thunder fits it very well. I tell Abang - the thunder is making zikir to Allah... He loves it when I tell him such stories.. Back to my new office, well it makes me want to do better...although I am fine at staying where I am now and just per...

Its been a while..... Masya'Allah..... I can't thank GOD enough for the life he has given me.... At times when I am feeling sullen and fatigue sets in, thoughts of unfortunate people all over the world makes me want to fight on with what I am doing....I read up about the Rohingyas in Burma...gosh that alone made me so thankful at where I am today. Yes, I am a fighter. I realised that. How else would I keep doing what I am doing every day..? Alhamdullilah.... Just wanna be thankful... even when I am sick.... Many woman are fighters... Its good not to sit and complain. Its to make the best of what we have.... So what if we have errands, or if we have to learn something new.. Just DO It !! like Nike's tag...... "Hari Raya" is ending soon.... It has been a nice, tiring one this year. I guess when the kids gets bigger, things will get easier. No more forcing them into their baju kurungs, making sure that they behave at relatives and friends houses, checking o...