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5yrs 2mths

皓皓迈向5岁2个月的时候,庚延舅舅要和他的美人鱼结婚了。

于是请了属龙的皓皓去跳跳新人床,请来chef kong和太太安床。

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婆婆打电话来,请皓皓听,这样子,也很好看。

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这一天,让沁芝皓皓动手做手工,送给舅舅当结婚礼物。

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这个时候的皓皓,开始学心算,看他的小手在算盘上动啊动的,很可爱。最让人惊喜的是他早餐之后,自己拿功课来做。

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写给妈妈,还有写给舅舅、装进红包封里的字句。

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舅舅结婚的当晚,我们去了RWS staycation。隔天游泳。皓皓在水里玩,说,这是whirlpool!

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皓皓学会了自己擦屁股,便便以后,他学会自己擦,他说是老师教的,也鼓励姐姐这么做。好棒啊皓皓。

有一天,他告诉我 :“mom, i think there is something wrong with me…because i like to wear girls clothes ”

这个小男孩怎么这么敏感。

公公生日,请皓皓沁芝涂涂画画。

有一天,mommy随手在书橱里抓出了一本册纸,看到空白的一页,就让沁芝用来做数学的计算。不料皓皓看到了,难过的哭了起来。我立刻向他道歉,请他原谅。

事后问他,他说–mommy应该先问过他,他担心姐姐会写在他的图画上。

皓皓教会我一课,不管多么小的事,都有人在意,要学会照顾别人的心情和想法。

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Healing XXXXvi

正在和公司商讨薪水等事宜

这阵子经常碰到“Authority”的问题。

给我带来许多的困扰。好像整个系统要罢工的感觉。

但也给了我机会,真正去探讨个中原因。

为什么会这么对¥相关事宜感到不知所措?为什么会对势力感到力不从心?

是小时候妈妈在我考第七名的时候,的一番告诫。要我好好注意功课,我怕了吗?还是另有其他?

我觉得有。

定了一定。

突有此画面。

想到有一天,有人上门来讨钱。我们躲在房间里。尽管很不想听,还是很想知道外头发生了什么事。听到一些哀求的声音。

对金钱的association,都是那样的让人折腾。

讨钱。被追讨。

所以现在在这个关卡上,也容易落入当时强烈的情绪,陷入当时的态度。然后努力跨越,看着它,听到过去,然后,尝试告诉自己,这不是以前。

不需要如以前的态度。我有能力了,可以跨越。

 

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9 years 1 month

9岁1个月的这一天,mommy把沁芝弄哭了。

因为送了沁芝一份礼物。礼物是一本粉红色的册纸,是在东京逛书局的时候买下的。

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我念给沁芝听,只是专心念。没有想到沁芝居然大哭。吓了我一跳!

问沁芝是不是感动了。她说,不是。

“是因为她的心里也有一个mad?”

她点头。

这个礼物这封纸条,其实启发自这样的一个视频。好像是在日本还是哪里,看到朋友转发的这则视频。

说的是一个广播员,为了说服国会,让他的节目继续,说的一番话。简单来说,就是他的儿童节目,让儿童有一个抒发的出口。

这天,啃着阿姨买的马卡龙。两个小瓜开心极了。

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庚延舅舅大婚,小妞试穿小礼服。

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问小瓜:不如我们给舅舅准备礼物好吗?于是我们拿出帆布,彩色。

3月10日这一天。小瓜起早,然后做了张纸条,塞进红包里。

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我的小美女!

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原本沁芝皓皓练了一番,准备要上台致辞,结果看到人多,败下阵来。无所谓!

最重要的是,婚礼后去找阿嬷敬茶。听阿嬷说,接收阿嬷的祝福。

 

婚礼过后,我们去了RWS staycation,隔天游泳。

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亲爱的宝贝,你本来就是一个快乐的小孩,笑起来好漂亮,may u be well and happy!

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GY’s Wedding

GY finally got hitched.

That morning on Mar 10, we woke up early and the kids made uncle a little note to congratulate him. I wrote a note too and sent all these in an angpow.

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Bringing the bride home 🙂

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Lunch was at Ritz Carlton and in all glamour and style, the bride, the theme was the fisherman and his mermaid.

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I was touched to tears seeing him walk down the aisle, receiving blessings. To me, those moments were precious and v dear.

My brother, younger than me by 8 years, whom i fed when i was younger, and now i still do remember those days, feeding him by the window, is now a man.

Where has all the time gone? SO So So much has gone by.

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Dessert of the day was a specially created course.

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More importantly, after the celebration, we went to ah ma’s place to offer her tea. Ah Ma was so happy to see us.

She had prepared the ang pow and took it out from the cabinet once she heard that GY is coming with the bride.

Ah Ma said to her grandson, to take care of dad because he is getting older by the year.

And then, Ah Ma said to her new grand daughter-in-law, to get on well with me and ah mei, there’s just 2 of us.

Now as I write this, I remember how and why this sounded so familiar.

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Teacher had asked if i made a promise to mom, to take care of the family? Which i did. And now i hear another promise made to ah ma.

Promises.

I held on to them tightly, so tightly.

When it was time to make a toast onstage, i shouted my lungs out. Yam Seng! Its a celebration of a promise fulfilled.

I also took the time to say my thanks to dajiujiu and his wife, who supported us through our hard days, when we were fragile and in a state of wreck. I m glad it turned out well as she also teared as she was touched.

To mom, i want to say, “i made good my promise and the son is getting married today, arent you happy? and with that, i m going to let go of him now, now that he is grown up and has planned and taken care of the wedding totally on his own. Aren’t you proud? I m, and so I can let go of him with the fulfilment of the promise . I want to start coming back to myself now. ”

 

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Healing XXXXv

Every time I see teacher , I learn so much.

Most of all, I know that there is a lot of depth and message , a lot of fabric in the every dailiness of life that we often do not navigate, don’t know how to, or —simply don’t bother.

But if you take the time and effort, to nibble on these, life is just wonderful.

I told teacher about my recent trip to Japan, how filled it is in terms of the lessons I learned through the people I see, or don’t see.

I told him about my opportunity to film Saito and how it extended to a pottery master’s filming in Nara, and how I further stayed back to do Memories of Tsukiji.

I told him how and what happened at Shiro Tsuijimura, we went to the pottery master’s home in Nara. I told him how we sat cross legged on the wooden floor in the house he built, and how he served us lunch, how he ran out to get beer, how he chopped up beef and grilled it at the mini fireplace next to him. How he served us each thin slices dapped in in soy, how he made us matcha, all done with a smile on his face that seemed to, no, say——its okay, no matter what happens. Its a smile that is so wide and all encompassing, its a smile of acceptance of what has come and may come .

Anything also okay.

This is totally high level.

We had chatted earlier. He was a painter who found out about meditation in a temple. He stayed in a temple for a few years, then when he left, he switched paths and became interested in pottery.

He said its the process of pursuing meditation in pottery. He doesn’t see what he does as art, but the products—which we call art—are but the results of the process of mediation, that brought him peace.

And what did peace bring him?

“The realisation that one must live in the moment”

The (art) pieces that come out of the furnace, are left in nature, to receive nourishment from sun sand wind, …the whispers of nature and are allowed to mature .

Its seemed like art is finished in nature by nature, to return what is from nature to nature, a complete circle and like, whats right to.

When nature nurses it with a crack, its wonderful, when it gives the art something else, its wonderful as well.

Tsuijimura specifically says that he doesn’t want his pieces to be kept in a gallery or an art place. They just find their way in his home, everywhere. In his homestead he made out of a hill, there are about 6 to 7 workshops each housing a different art form, sometimes calligraphy, sometimes pottery, then there are pieces everywhere on the hill, on pathways, half buried in the ground. Tread somewhere and you’ll find, these tea bowls, reflecting the shigaraki

I shared with teacher, how Tsuijimura’s son turned out to be like his father. Living on another little homestead some 15min away, built his little house, has his little workshop and furnace, does his own art which seemed to be a mirror reflection of his father’s craft.

His father lives on in him, his body, his time, his life.

It brings me to how our children emulate us, and how we mirror our parents and ancestors. Life is a cycle, the children naturally become (us), because this is just what they know and they know not others.

I told teacher this has to be the best meal of my life, because of Tsuijimura’s sincerity and true heart. SO even if I didn’t know what he was talking about in Japanese, I could feel it in his spirit. There is nothing pretentious or contrived. And this is very very precious .

And teacher asked: so what does he remind you of?

I thought of the Dalai Lama, because of his smile, reminded me how the Dalai Lama smiled. But when teacher asked, I actually thought of my grandfather.

I remember sitting on grandfather and kissing him on his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, his chin. 5 times.

I think it must b the feeling of “being allowed” to do what I like.

I told teacher how —when I came to write about food, I begin to understand how I carried on grandfather.

Grandfather was a Tze char man who used to man a stall of his own outside Da Shi Jie, or Big World, and in those days, singers would finish their performance and eat at grandpa’s stall. There was not a lot of money in the house and a lot of kids to feed, so all his sons would have to help out at the stall. That was how all his sons came to cook better than their wives.

And teacher reminded me,” You see how similar you and your grandpa’s path is, you write and get to meet these a listers in entertainment, he cooks to meet them. Sometimes, our elders’ life can provide an inkling or provide us with a sense of direction as to the course we can chart in our time..“

I know little about grandpa ’s life, other than remembering his funeral which was a big thing then, how the daughters-in-laws would fold josspaper to burn and the sound and music of these big funeral processions would honestly still haunt me,

I just knew that he cooked v well and had signature dishes, and he smoked and could have passed on because of liver failure.

But what else?

Teacher asked?

Somehow, the idea of gambling came to mind.

Was it that?

Teacher encouraged me to find out. That would provide some hints to how our families turn out this way or provide an explanation to why I was fixated on the things that bothered me this way.

Then I told teacher about dining in J, a 3 star sushi place in Tokyo. I thought I was early as lunch is scheduled at 1230hrs, I was there at around 1215 but loitered outside the restaurant to have a look.

When we got in, it was around 1220hrs and we were told to wait, that made me curious, why do we wait?

Then one of the junior chefs came to say:” your lunch appt is at 12pm?”

I said 1230hrs. Then we were brought to sit down, what pursued didn’t give me a good feeling. J’s son who is helming the restaurant, didn’t serve me sushi all the time. He made my sushi, but left it on the chopping board, n his junior chef would then transport it to my plate. The rice was loose and every sushi had wasabi shot up the nose.

The balance was completely off.

One time, the ebi sushi had half the tail off the plate. Sushi wasn’t placed gently, it was harshly thrown on the plate.

I felt wrong, but swallowed it, thinking nothing wrong. At one point, I wanted to say, could you lower the wasabi? But I didn’t.

The sushis were finished under 30min and we were moved to another table to have honeydew, when I was halfway, I found a little hair on the honeydew.

I got a replacement, w ate, paid up and left. Outside, we met the junior chef who changed the honeydew for me, I reminded him that I’ll be coming back for my interview with J at 430pm. To which he said, there were no details of this interview, he is not aware and I should go back to the person who arranged this for me to doublecheck.

The interview is at 430pm and it is 1pm now. The interpreter is on her way and my crew needs to know too.

I finally got an answer at 4pm. That is—the restaurant is fully aware of the interview but this is but their way of rejecting me as I did not have a good experience in the restaurant.

I thought it was the honeydew but it was because I was late. And didn’t knew I was late. His son even thought that the hair on the honeydew was mine.

I thought how unprofessional this restaurant is. I m a paying customer who is late for at most 20min, but I didn’t think I deserve that treatment, interview or no interview aside.

I saw their rigidity but more so, how small their world is.

How can you treat me like that?

But teacher saw something else, he took a pillow and brought it in front of me, letting me express my anger. I beat the pillow n teacher said he saw more.

There were things related to my previous company.

He said.” How can you treat me like that? In front of my brother, you did not give me face. How dare you? Don’t you know who I m?”

He was egging me on to express my inner most thoughts.

I went on to sing this tune and let it off, I felt like slapping him and walking out of the restaurant , throwing the sushi on the floor.

But I slapped the pillow instead, the tears that came down were heavy and solemn.

I had been extremely outstanding as a child.

I was always the first few in class, when I progressed to junior college, I was the only 3 from my secondary school to go to Hwa Chong, even there I excelled.

But when times at home were bad, my morale just fell.

When I went to sph for internship, I never did expect I will get a scholarship. But when I graduated, ,one was the first batch they sent scholars to the evening papers and not ZB, where I felt I had s stronger resonance to.

I thought of the times when as a young reporter, I was always sidelined, because I wasn’t from ST or ZB. I was from Wanbao, and facing a strong veteran reporter as my counterpart.

What could I do?

When I had a chance, I did my best yet the credit was given to someone else. But life rescued me. When there was centralisation of the ops, I was the only one to head off to ZB life.

But there, I didn’t have a lot of gd time with a superior who couldn’t accept the strengths in me and always put me down.

 

Teacher was emphathetic, he could see how those experiences affected me adversely. He felt it crush me I guess, more than I felt for myself.

I told him I always felt I deserve something better, if not the best. I told him I was always the princess at home. My father loved me dearly.

I was chauffeured to school till I was 18years. My parents tried to give me the best when they could afford it. I remember my mother said that to me. My nanny gave me the best.

I deserve the best.

I asked teacher why——So why do I have to go thru this?

To which he said, “for everyone to progress on the spiritual path, he has to experience or be practised in all areas or aspects of life, it is not adequate to just be skilful in one aspect. Plus, imagine you skip all this, what is the person you will become? The princess you will be? ”

A princess built on nothing solid.

“These experiences fulfil you and show you the reality of life, things that you have to know are present.”

Whether I like it or not, choose to see it or not.

I told teacher this is my problems always chose to see things I want to see, happy things, beautiful ones, perfect ones, I find difficulty accepting the not-so-nice sides of life.

“So these experiences, like the sushi master, tell u, about reality, that there are indeed people out there, like this, who are harsh and not nice.

Look at what your experienced in Japan, you saw 2 very extreme ends of authority.  On one side, you see the pottery master, who is zen like in his quest for life, nature nursed him and he returned his affection to nature with his processes. These things touch you, they resonated with parts of you, otherwise they would have gone thru you without leaving you any. And this is the path you want to be on, this you know.”

“Look at the sushi master. He represents the other extreme end of supremacy. He uses his ego to assert his position. ”

And the question that comes to mind——what is the kind of authority I want to be in my field? In my workplace? In my family? In my life?

i told teacher this is something I m trying to work on and work with. In so far as I see, the issue of authority has popped up so many times, wanting me to assert that I m an authority.

In fact in the case of the sushi incident, I was close to spilling out my anger as my authority is confronted.

I told teacher that I have always been afraid to voice out my true opinions and tended to go with the flow. Even if I have true vision of what can be done. But I have always held back my true words, not giving myself voice.

But I m indeed making baby steps to this and trying to change, letting my thoughts air and saying what I feel to contribute opinions.

Teacher asked me what I like to do in future?

To which I said, “In the past I worked on stories hoping to bring light or a spark to others, but now I find satisfaction in events that can come to life, and establishing platforms for masters int heir own field to speak and to affect, hence creating real tangible positive change in the right direction. ”

And which quality would you think will support you in this endeavour?

I need support from the universe, my boss my colleagues and most importantly, my family, my husband.

Teacher went to get me angel cards and encouraged me to draw one.

I got “Balance”.

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I knew. Work life balance, family work balance, husband wife relationship balance, parent child balance. This is constant and v real issue in my life.

If I can find balance in almost every aspect of life, I should be able to get my vision accomplished.

I thank teacher as always, his sessions have always been downright insightful and brought me things I wouldn’t have known or thought of.

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5yrs 1mth

亲爱的

你已经5岁1个月大了!

这个时候的你,瘦了一圈,因为吃了很power的巧克力!

 

mommy很爱给沁芝皓皓吃好的,应该这么说,最好的。

以前采访厨师,每个都说了妈妈对饮食的坚持。以前在写下这些时,痘痕疑惑那是一种怎样的感觉,现在我知道了。

就是把最好的给孩子的感觉。

没有特殊,那只是自然而然。

这一天,把从台北希望广场农民市场扫回来的玉米芯给皓皓,请他帮忙取出玉米。然后可以直接品味。好甜!

想让皓皓知道,玉米芯是怎样来的。知道原来美丽的玉米皮包裹,温柔保护,他一片片取下外皮,然后清理玉米丝,我们才有很好吃的玉米芯。

这一天,学校庆祝农历新年。几天前,皓皓已经在唱新年歌。而且非常喜欢,双手握着,说要教我唱新年歌。穿上唐装之后好可爱!

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今年家人都来了,免不了捞鱼生,皓皓在晚饭结束后居然说:“一年后见!”

daddy上班前就把压岁钱压在枕头下,小瓜一早醒来便有红包纸。要皓皓捧着柑拜年。他乖乖照做。有点害羞的。第一站总是到公公家,收到阿妹阿姨的Hermes红包!

然后去阿祖家,这是一张最珍贵的画面。

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然后去阿姨婆婆家。在这里最舒服最自在!还有最好吃的五香、薄饼、卤肉饭。

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大年初一,两个小瓜今年来点新的,去了公公家睡,皓皓睡在公公旁边,沁芝睡在阿姨旁边。隔天早上,让庚延舅舅和karyn姐姐带去吃麦当劳。

皓皓给mommy做的早餐!

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情人节当天,mommy下班回来收到皓皓的纸条,有我最喜欢的黄色呢!

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年初二,去大舅公家拜年后,在回家途中吃冰淇淋:)然后赖在marine crescent

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19日姐姐生日,皓皓一起来就拿了纸张,写下祝福,然后抱了抱姐姐。

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午后我们去午餐,然后去拿姐姐的蛋糕,晚上一块为姐姐唱生日歌。只是皓皓看到姐姐的礼物,忍不住伸手去拆,让姐姐好不生气。

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亲爱的皓皓好厉害,有一天对mommy说:“people are afraid because they do not know what is happening.”

天啊。这么厉害!

亲爱的宝贝,mommy希望你健康平安,天天都开开心心。每天跟你这样兜着忙着,就是最幸福的小事。就如你要mommy给你冲凉,因为会在我帮你冲凉时,制造泡沫,玩玩泡沫一样。

虽然只是几秒钟、几分钟,但mommy相信,这几分几秒的,会是永恒。

好爱你。

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9 years

沁芝9岁了!

好像还是昨天才出生的小宝贝,现在已经是个大宝贝。这个月里,沁芝又学会了新的东西,比方说,和学校去游泳,自己冲凉。爱上游泳。

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沁芝学会了Memory的弹奏,非常好听。沁芝的旧校服穿了两年,小了,爸爸买了大件的!

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除夕的前一天,学校让同学们穿上传统的服装,捞鱼生,这是mommy之前去香港的时候买回来的,好合衬。沁芝长大了。

  

这一天情人节,沁芝写了一张小纸条。

除夕夜,今年大家过来我们这里吃晚餐。还有两个小瓜喜欢的捞鱼生。

当晚,daddy得上班,所以把红包钱藏在枕头下。让小瓜一睡醒就有一张红纸和压岁钱。

大年初一,就是去找公公,然后是阿祖拜年,这就是当天最重要的一件事。阿祖老了,但却是那么的清楚。让小瓜离开前去hug hug 阿祖,老人家居然抓着他们亲他们。

然后去阿姨婆婆家,然后大家就趁机为沁芝和阿tin阿姨庆祝生日

没想到两人居然要睡公公那儿,于是大年初一,小瓜就去了marine crescent sleepover。

早上庚延舅舅和karyn姐姐带了两人去ECP的麦当劳吃happy meal

初二,去了大舅公家拜年,然后搭巴士去katong,经过冰淇淋店,买了一支冰淇淋,之后去阿公家。

然后公公带着沁芝皓皓回pasir ris,初三去七叔公、小姑婆家、大姑婆家

看看沁芝包大姑婆的孙子,才知道原来时间过去了那么久。

19日这一天,皓皓一早起来,就拿了纸笔,要mommy一字字念出来,完成了这个简单的Happy Birthday

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然后来亲亲姐姐

午餐去吃沁芝想吃的冷面

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然后去取订好的草莓蛋糕

看到美丽的橙挞,忍不住要买给小瓜吃

回来后不久,阿姨公公来了,庚延舅舅和karyn姐姐也来了。一起吃火锅之后,切蛋糕,还有daddy送的礼物。

洗澡时问沁芝,开心吗?她摇摇头,因为弟弟看到礼物,就抢着要开,沁芝也没有拒绝,虽然不太愿意。

这个宝贝就是这样,总是礼让,总是让别人在她的前面。

但是宝贝,你一定要懂得站在别人的前面。先照顾好自己才行。能够照顾好自己的那时,才能真正照顾好他人。

亲爱的宝贝,祝你生日快乐!

爱你!!!