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Back to Basic

Have you ever thought to yourself, why we work so hard?  We want lots of money and making sure we have the money to buy anything, we can buy silver here and there, buying gold or jewels are like collecting stones.   We want expensive education for our children.  We want to pursue study because we know we can climb another level in our career, higher position, more powerful.  Let your children learn almost everything, music, good grades in school but when we do all this, we have less and less time with our children.  When they grow up do you think they will appreciate you?  they will probably be hating you for giving stress in their life.. but I hope not.

We doing so many things to make sure we fulfill our needs, what we want in life but then we forget to live.  Our time is pack with ‘where to go next’, training, meeting, extra classes.  As far as I’m concern we want people to notice who we are, we want the sense of belonging in the community.

You know what? I am exhausted of all these.. and it can make me sick thinking on how I behave towards my children, ‘mummy have to go to work so that we can have money’.. they don’t want money they want mummy.  Why do you want to eat in an high expensive restaurant where you can eat healthy food at home? Why do I stay in a compact apartment in the city where else I can build a small house in the interior? I want to life my live the fullest and let my children explore excitement.

I will quit my 8 to 5 job and be a full time mother, volunteer, a training instructor, blogger, NLP Coach and just an ordinary human being.  My family will open a center for special needs, for them to learn and explore life but mind you it will be expensive but not in the money value but in what they will gain.  There are so many things in my head right now.  But when the time come, I want to ‘back to basic’  I will be ready to let go of what I have and start breathing and living the joy of being in the kampong.

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