Living out Faith

Every once in a while, I find myself slipping into a dark tunnel. A dark tunnel that I can hardly see the light at the end of it. But every once in a while when I feel that I'm slipping, quite often I'm able to grab hold to something or someone grabs hold of me before I slip fully into it. It's been a long while since I've slip into it. Before we went to Bangkok, I felt and found myself slipping into that tunnel. I don't know why or what are the triggers that sets me slipping into the dark. But I guess Babe somewhat saw me slipping that he managed to grab me fast enough and we had a great time in Bangkok. Or rather, I would say that it was God's plan that He managed to orchestrate the trip before me slipping into the dark. So I thought everything was better and fine and dandy. But guess, my guess sometimes is wrong. Don't get me wrong. I love Baba and would give up the world for Baba. And my love for Babe is still the same, I probably love him more than ...

So a couple weeks ago, someone close to me told me that she's dating someone. I know the someone too. I've known him for a long time. Well, as long as the someone knows him. Let's call someone G (girl) for simplicity sake. So G and B (boy) have known each other for decades and then guess things evolved and they decided to give this love thingy a try. So B told me that he's dating G too. Yes, I've been informed by both parties. How cute. So I told B that I'm glad for them. Genuinely glad for them. Then I started thinking, isn't it great for you to date your BFF? It cuts out lots of bullshit. Bullshit in terms of trying to impress each other and thus sometimes intentionally or unintentionally false impressions are made. In dating your BFF, it's almost what you see is what you get. There's a strong foundation of friendship, there's no false pretense. You know some or sometimes, most of each other's best friends. And with such a relationship, b...

So 2013 started off with us being on the plane. Think we're been celebrating New Year's Day on the plane for the past five or six years. We're quite used to it. Anyway a few days after New Year's I started thinking about my dream. For a very long time, I've always wanted to have a little restaurant or have a food related business. Guess, that was probably the reason why I graduated with a Bachelor of Hotel Management. But I guess God had a different plan for me when I graduated. I ended up being a teacher and had very little to do with the hospitality business. So years went by and the dream was kinda buried and forgotten. Never really thought seriously about it. Then last year, Babe bought me my little toy, Raspberry, a Kitchenaid stand mixer. Then I started going for decorating classes and a few baking classes here and there and baked whenever I had time. Well some of my bakes were successful and some, not so. Then the little dream started worm its way back in...