The last time I posted was in 2012, on my brother’s second anniversary. Now it’s December 2024 — 12 years have passed in a blur. So much has happened since then: milestones came and went, I traveled a little, worked in the ICT industry and got Huawei certified. The world changed profoundly with Covid-19, reshaping how we live and connect.
2013 itself was a bittersweet year. In January, I lost Kat, a cherished sister. Her passing left a void, but I’m so grateful for the memories we created together. Our trip to Hong Kong in 2011 was a highlight — exploring the bustling streets, sampling amazing food and laughing endlessly. In October 2012, I was so glad we got to attend Big Bang’s "Alive" concert in KL together, along with your late sister Linda (who lost her battle with cancer in 2022). It was a night of music, energy and joy, a beautiful tribute to the bond we shared.
In the midst of all this, life dealt its blows. My mum left us on 16 October 2020, followed by Snowbell in December 2021. It was just dad and me after that. Coping became harder, and I needed help for my mental health. Then, on 10 October 2023, dad joined mum and Stan. That loss led to a total mental and physical breakdown in November. My body was screaming for a pause, for ‘me’ time.Along the way, I discovered I had “white coat syndrome,” which made doctor visits more stressful than they should be. A prescription for blood pressure medication turned out to be a nightmare — it took five months to figure out I was allergic to it. Adding to this were menopausal symptoms, making each day a steeper climb.
2024 brought yet more losses — Simon, a dear friend who was like a brother to me and Fred, my Italian papa. It’s hard to visit the places Simon and I once café-hopped without being flooded by memories. And Papa Fred — his warmth and wisdom left a lasting impact that will never fade. To Simon and Fred: thank you for the love, guidance and presence you gave me. I treasure the extra years I had with my parents, Simon and Snowbell — the memories are priceless. Fred, I thought I had more time—to see you again next year when I returned to Perth.
Now, I’m embracing a fresh start. I’ve decided to sell the family home and embark on a new chapter. Sorting and packing have been cathartic, even with the occasional frustrations. Each hiccup reminded me to let go and go with the flow. I look forward to seeing this house become a home for a new family, while I create a space that’s truly mine — a place to heal and rebuild.2024 has been a sabbatical year and I hope 2025 will be my year of renewal. I’m immensely grateful for my supportive friends, who’ve been my lifeline through the toughest of times. To those who stood by me: thank you for your patience, care and unwavering belief in me.
Moo, my home is where my heart is, and my heart is with you. Thank you for your patience, care and unwavering support. I know it’s been a few very trying years — years that might have made anyone else give up and walk away. But you stayed. Here’s to starting a new adventure together soon.
Over the weekend, I saw a dragonfly and a white butterfly in the garden. They felt like quiet symbols of transformation and hope.
Here’s to new beginnings, guided by hope, light and love.
To new beginnings!
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