Some random stuff

1. After 2 days away from home, my colleague said she missed her bed. She asked me did I miss my bed? Unfortunately I did not miss my bed, I missed the person whom I share the bed with.

2. I love cuddling. From I was small, my late uncle (& grandpa) pampered me with constant cuddling and hugging. Once he told me that when I got married and if my husband doesn't like cuddling, don't feel bad, not all men like cuddling. At that time in my little girl mind I promised myself to get a husband that like cuddling. And I got one of course. Alhamdulillah.

3. I've been dreaming all sort weird dreams these past few months. Husband couldn't take it anymore hearing my weird dreams until he suggested to me why don't I open a new blog and blog about my weird dream. Ceh. No thanks. But why this weird dreams?

4. I realized I've becoming workaholic lately. I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about emails that I should reply and unconsiously composing email in my head. And I even have a list of works need to be done on weekend. And I have a bunch other chores need to be done at home. I really need to chill. It's ok, next week we are going for a weekend break in Singapore. Can't wait!

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It's all about family

It took me 26 years to realize that Raya is all about family. It's not about ketupat, new clothes, fireworks, duit raya, going back to kampung or rendang. It's all about family. You can have all of that but without family on Raya, nothing matters. You can have nothing of that but if you are with your family on Raya, you have everything.

It doesn't matter  whether you are in a foreign land, in hospital or just your ol' plain house, but when the family are together, enjoying the food (any food) and share the stories and jokes, that is how Raya supposed to be. Believe me when I said this. I used to Raya at different places, with different people, but at the end, the ones that celebrated with the family are the best, even though I have to become a tourist on Raya (yea, my dad's American friends came visiting Malaysia on Raya and abah has to bring them around!).

Yes, 26 years for me to realize this. Then I started to appreciate family presence more. Last year we celebrated it in hospital and this year, we spend more time visiting the graveyard. Last year only Mek's grave was visited, but this year we added 3 more people - Kak Zura, Pak & Abah Zainal. Allah loves them more and wanted them to spend their Raya with His loved ones. 

So this year, I looked at each one of my family member, and tried to enjoy each of their presence coz you never know what is going to happen in the future. Because sometimes we tend to miss the simple but important thing in life. 

Salam Aidil Fitri. Maaf Zahir & Batin...