Throwing tantrums

I was feeling a little emotional lately, and luckily I have some things that I can throw it to. Kids? No, yes.*sometime*..; it's my paintings and cooking. For paintings, I still maintained the soft colors not the bright angry or complicated colors like my life now. I painted some for customers and some as a gift to friends. My way of saying thank you!

For customer

My big canister

For Fairuz

For Kak Faridah

For Datin Faizah

And as for my cooking, anything that I could think of.. I made Quiche, chicken pie, chocolate cake, kebabs,layered sandwiches, tortillas and bread of course. How would I not be in my kitchen, I was at the Hospital with hubby for one month and a week. I was ever ready to cook for him. But I guess, the crazy crave will be over soon once my maid leave us for good.* sob*

Slices of chocolate cake

Quiche Lorraine

American chicken pie

A slice of chicken pie

Many a time I asked myself, why, we had to go through this test? What did we do to deserve this? Why can't we be normal, like we used to be? Argh!! I have to be positive and innovative to carry on life. But sometimes I was just not strong enough. I am a normal human after all. I guess it's normal for anyone in my situation to have sad feelings or have plenty of questions in our mind. And it's up to individual how they tackle it.

I do have sleepless nights or feeling awfully upset on what is happening.. Ya, maybe one of those bad days I went through with my kids. Or I simply picked on them to throw my tantrum. Every tiny winy things I got upset. I have wonderful kids, yes I do.. They contributed in their own different ways. But they are normal human too, they do make mistakes. It's just that, they got carried away with their own things...

My beloved kids, we need to be together! We are family and I need you guys.
In any case, family ties is important. A strong bonding between us will soon solve whatever we are facing, no matter what. I believe strongly that we will go through all this. Only time will tell us when.

This is life! When things happened, it stricken you awhile..until you get complacent with it, for life is not like a bed of roses.

A New Chapter

It's more than three weeks in the house back from the Hospital. Hubby was doing well, improving everyday. Though, slow but I was pleased of his progress. He was walking with walker instead of being on wheel chair. I would rather say, he was highly spirited at the beginning but slowly, he became sensitive and lacking.. Not easy, neither for him, nor for us. But we have to make him belief what's reality.

And me, a little extra work than before *not complaining* but a lot of time spent with him. I bathed, cooked, and feed him. And drove him to Hospital Damansara every three times a week for physio,and another three times for acupuncture. I guessed it's the physio that made him stronger and the right way to carry himself. Thanks to Aina *physiotherapist* actually, who had been very patient and giving him more confident.

Alhamdullilah, we had been blessed with people around us. I realized what had happened to us was a blessing. I came to understand the meaning of giving, sharing, and patience... in friendship especially. I could never forget the people who had been so supportive all the time in the ward. Megat, fairus, maziah, kak faridah and Abang Fauzi, and not to mention my other friends who had been visiting and bringing food for us each time they came. How I wished, I could name them one by one. To Steff, thank you for lending me the reclining chair that we used in Hospital Shah Alam. And Mala, who came all the way late night to lend me her wheel chair. Kak Non and Zaiton thank you, who never missed sending sms to comfort me. And many more thanks a million.

And for hubby's friends, and school mates, thank you, for accompanying him when he needed someone.