End of the month, and it will be the start of a new one. So much have happened, and life continues to be that colourful. Celebrated Mid-Autumn with my beloved friends that lead to an epic drink drunk puke drama with the continuation of Zoe’s epic month’s celebrations.
Tonight, I spent those few hours sick in the toilet, with baby picking me up for a good calming lunch before we napped in each other arms. It may sound all so mundane, but I do love everything single minute of it. Simple family dinner with the Gohs before they start their family tradition, that is all so new to me.
Mid-Autumn Festival will never be the same after tonight. The idea of lighting up the lanterns to actually lit up their garden and settling down with tea, pomelos and mooncakes is all quite new to me (I know that it sounds lame, but how many people actually still practice that tradition). The full moon is beautiful and the family gathering was interesting. Maybe because the whole experience is new to me, that is why I felt awkward.
End of the month, and I am still experiencing new things in life. Not only that, I feel that I actually have a lot more to think about, especially as to where I stand right now in my life. Tonight, questions were being asked again. And I don’t think I can avoid any further.
Baby should be at the airport right now, waiting for his flight out to S.Africa again. I will definitely miss his silly face, but the separation is much needed. “What do I want from my life” will be etched into my mind for awhile. Because judging from everything, it is one huge ass leap of faith to change a complete 360 of my life direction.
Will I regret my decision?