Dear Earthlings (and disguised Spacelings),
I am so lazy I have just realized it took me almost two months to update this blog. My last post was to welcome the first day of Ramadan and here I am dragging my lazy bump with much hardness to update my Eid story on its very last day. What a way to keep a journal. Pfft.
Truth to be told, I had not feel the same excitement of celebrating Eid during my childhood ever since I got married. The last time I was so warmed up to festive mood was during my final year in university. Thanks to the longgg distance between Perak and Pahang (where my university was), the joy of home rides before Eid was undeniable fun!
It was one of the rare times where we could see everyone on the road was rushing home for family gatherings on the first day of Eid. You could actually feel the festive season in the air during those good old days. It was the same magical feeling often said in so-called Eid song and cards. It was actually the warmness feeling of a festive season, which unfortunately is missing from my life at present.
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| 'Happily celebrated Eid at late grandparents' place. (L-R) Kak Yah, Annie the-youngest-sis, Kak Tie, Wanie, Mimie, Faiz & Yours Truly' |
Somehow I just think the fun part of me is gradually lacking each year I had my birthdays. Being one of the grown-ups is never easy; although I wanted to be an adult so bad when I was a kid. The fun, spontaneous and free spirit of childhood would be hard to apply for my adulthood stage. It is getting clear especially during the festive season.
All I ever do now is to prioritize things of which come first and its importance. I do still have home rides every Eid either to my in laws' place and relatives of both sides of the family, but it is never a same thing. I barely think of my Eid new attires and I am no longer minding of getting into previous years' clothes. From a positive perspective, it is a heck of savings for clothing budget. No?
Maybe the temporary-housewife-status-holder has made me more cautious to everything I do in life. I would have to carefully spend the bucks especially when only The Hubster is working for us. The frustration of still being unemployed has made me forget the fun part of living a life. I am being unfair to myself and I realize it's a no-no, although there is little I can do to change it for now.
Every year I sure do pray for a better Eid compared to previous ones. I wish for an Eid where I would no longer being unemployed, slimmed down to an almost Jennifer Love Hewitt's body figure (yeah I know, I know) and stand independently on own feet. I longed for a little more excitement as everyone in a happy-republic does. I know it will be, as for God will never upset His servants. In sya Allah.
Ask and you shall receive, people!
