Thanks Calvin for the pointers.
My mother tells me a lot of things, which I seldom take a listen to tee he he he. But out of all the things she imparts, there's one that embraces me strongly. I live by those words, ones I tightly grapple on to when things swerve to undesirable directions. The same words I take when I rest my head at night and the exact one I wake up to before I start my day. I believe by adhering to those words, dreams somehow do come true. I just have to be steadfast in my goals and be consistent in my missions. Her words are uncomplicated. They are as lucid as the complexion of babies, as gentle as the breeze in their hair and as effortless as the patter of their feet. (I so want a baby!!!!!)
My mother lives by the words that her late father left her and that granted her almost all the dreams she has ever sown. Dreams, made of colourful destinations materialized with the simple reliance on those words, strong belief and lots of Du'as. Nothing is tagged as impossible folks, if you believe and visualize it constantly and vehemently.
As far as my journey has pathed, I have travelled far ... metaphorically. I get to do cakes for people of different countries and whilst at that I often imagine my presence gracing that country one day. It keeps the spring in my steps especially after googling how enchanting certain places are. And where has this spatula flown me to this week?
Japan, New York, Vietnam, KL and next week Holland. Watch out Z!
I have never been to any of the above countries and as my mother would tirelessly remind her children ...
"...keep wishing!" and that has made all my journeys come true.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Posted by Wiz at 9:55 AM