Showing posts with label ayang. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ayang. Show all posts

Monday, June 15, 2009

The passage of time

Too long...that's what it has been since my last posting. In the blink of an eye, almost a year has passed since my last posting. The prodigal daughter i wrote about in my first posting has actually completed her matriculation and is embarking on a new era of her tertiary education, that of the ivory tower. As a mother, a mixed feeling of apprehension, pride and hope greets me at the prospect of her leaving the nest again after her two months break. This time she will take her steps into the pseudo adult world, living and coping with all the trials and tribulations of an independent life albeit in a small community of peers and lecturers in campus.

Good luck ayang! Mama selalu doakan kebaikan dunia akhirat untuk ayang. I have tried to teach and prepare you the best way i know how, although I am hardly perfect myself (I know you would agree wholeheartedly cos I can almost see you rolling your eyes everytime you think I make an unkind remark about maktok, but you will come to understand, mothers and daughters are like that...can't stand them when they are around and miss them like crazy when they aren't)

REMEMBER , mum's here...tell me whatever you want and know that I will still love you, unconditionally.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

my first post

What shall i write , what shall it be? My sister is an avid blogger and says that i should start.. Maybe itu cara dia nak bagitau, i leave too many and too long comments in her postings.


We were just talking..my sister and i, about my daughter who has just enrolled for her matriculation course. Anak i ni cakap baju dia tak cukup..she was back for her weekend recently...and dia bagitau..`mama tau tak...budak2 kat situ pakai baju glamour-glamour, some tu berkelip kelap macam mak datin' not in an envious tone..more like terkejut. Saja nak test I tanya dia..~Naper? Ayang nak ke baju macam tu? Of course she said no, thank God. Why are kids nowadays so in a hurry to grow up? Ada banyak masa lagi nak pakai baju macam nak pi kenduri. I'm so glad she share my idea of a teen's dressing..tak payah berkelip-kelip, tak payah tudung yang merambu. Keep it simple and tutup auraat, itu yang penting.

My daughter who in a blink of an eye...has grown up and left the nest. I miss her.