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LimTeh on 11.11.2017

#limtehwed has ended and #limteh just started. You'd think that signing the marriage certificate means the deal is sealed, however, it wasn't the case for me. I felt I was stuck in between before 11.11. e.g should I call him my husband or my boyfriend? or should I call my MIL auntie or mum? I was torn between the relationships. Now that everything is completed, both the legal and traditional side I feel complete and I find myself at peace. It was just a wedding, but it means a lot to me and my husband (I can call him that in full confidence). I feel like I've matured from a girl to a fully grown woman over the weekend. I'm no longer the girl who runs to my parents for anything and everything, I'm now a woman who has the full responsibilities like my mother.  The wedding was perfect, I enjoyed the whole process as the bride. However, the week leading to the wedding was more difficult than I thought it would be, the pressure to ensure everything is being taken

Happy Birthday, my man.

3rd October, 2016 We celebrated your previous birthday on an ambulance. To be honest, I don't think I remember it was your birthday because we were so busy arranging my transfer from CGH to IJN. It was long weekend in Malaysia, so there were traffics everywhere but thank goodness we were on ambulance. I was calm and at peace that finally I'm out of the hospital. Not worry about anything in the world, because you were with me. I'm grateful for our families, they were very supportive and present. I'm so glad that they were there to celebrate your birthday with you while I was sent to HDU. 3rd October, 2017 We're now one year after the nightmare, time passes by so quickly but my heart is so full because I'm out of the darkest valley, and still able to hold your hand to walk through life. We're 39 days away from getting married. We're so blessed today. I'm so blessed that you're born 27 years ago and I love you so much.

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Malaysian. 25 and a half. Currently resided in the small red dot. Newly married but not quite newly wedded. Have a sky of small dreams that include spending more time with my family. Feeling half blended in the community and the other half not really. Enjoy walking with the husband. Learning self discipline. Things I often ended up doing: Took a photo, admire it, edit on editing app, upload on Instagram and delete the draft; open the diary, took up a pen, staring out at a far away land, close the diary and keep the pen; decided to go to bed early, lay in bed, close my eyes, think about what to wear for tomorrow and ended up thinking a million other things. Have too high of self expectations. Have a soft spot for kids and elderly. Prefer practicality over fashionability. Laugh a lot. Smile a lot. Don't have a rbf. 

It's less than 3 months now

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I haven't been writing anything about my wedding preparation. I blame my indecisive mind. I'm not really convinced if what I plan is really what I ever wanted. There are so much 'noise' from the outside telling me to do this and do that. The scariest advise you will ever hear is 'THIS IS ONCE IN A LIFETIME event, do it now or never'. It's tiring when you want to filter out the noises. But it is necessary, because after all it is yours. My dream wedding changes along with my age. I used to dream of a princess-y wedding to wearing retro wedding dress to now (which will be reviewed soon). After a year full of trials and changes. All I wanted now is an intimate celebration that includes my dearest families and friends.

My first spiritual encounter, in hospital.

Today I'm going to talk about my closest encounter with ghost(s)This happened when I was in hospital treating my infection, this was before my surgery. I was moved to a cornered room which is quiet and isolated if we don't have visitors around. It's good for rest. This room is bigger than the previous one I stayed when I first moved to this ward, the previous room was right in front of the Nurses counter which is quite 'merry' (actual fact is noisy). So this cornered room is much better for me because I get to have some quiet time. Throughout my stay in the hospital I had never thought of ghosts until that night. I'm very comfortable with my faith and I strongly believe I'm untouchable by spirits. But I carelessly ruled out that the patient next to me might not be the same.  It was one of the nights, as usual I lay in bed reading Harry Potter, watching TV and texting with Ney. It was around 9 or 10pm, we had switched off the room lights, but I kept my be