Wednesday, 26 November 2014

Gratitude: Home Sweet Home

Today, I am thankful for The Flat.

It keeps us all safe, sheltered, comfortable and I will always remember some of our best memories created here.

The euphoric moment when we first took vacant possession in September 2012 as we were greeted by an awesome view of the city centre's 50 acre of green lungs and pretty skyline. The clouds were so white, the skies were so blue! Syukur alhamdulillah.

The wow factor when we first dipped The Little Girl into her wading pool with an equally breathtaking view of Genting skyline. She was the only 18 month old toddler in the entire property then, so the pool was all hers! Syukur alhamdulillah.

The satisfaction in finding every single gym equipment in working order, clean and available. I wish I had been more diligent at using it so this will be one of my resolutions for 2015, in sha Allah.

The giddiness and excitement as we strolled to nearby malls on our feet without having to incur carbon footprints and hefty parking fees. The Little Girl had enjoyed street view, learnt to walk on the pavement in the opposite direction of traffic, learnt to stay on the inside while holding my hands, learnt to look for pedestrian crossing and interpreting the lights for pedestrian crossing and 1001 other details. Impossible to enumerate all those big and little lessons, simply impossible. Syukur alhamdulillah.

The convenience of having local, tasty and affordable albeit slightly unhealthy breakfast across the street. The camaraderie of eating with family, next to other families, after a morning of sweating it out at the local playground. The crazy smell of insect repellent, kids' sweat, iced Milo and roti banana...syukur alhamdulillah.

The joy of finding halal Japanese food at hotel restaurants within walking distance to satiate my pregnancy cravings! The 3pm stroll to buy laksa asam downed with three layer tea! The random 4pm craving for sambal petai udang with white rice! Syukur alhamdulillah.

The contentment in knowing that school run only takes 5 to 10 minutes. Especially when we run late. Syukur alhamdulillah.

The security in knowing that in case of emergency, the best private hospital in the country, in our humble opinion, is only within 5 to 10 minutes. The nose bleeds (mine), the mycoplasma infection (The Little Girl's), the jigsaw puzzle sharp corner stab into an eye (The Other Half's) and the arrival of Bean. Syukur alhamdulillah.

Counting His shower of blessings upon us has certainly made us His ever grateful servants. This helps in overcoming days when we feel stressed over inner city living, cost and style. It is not always rosy, but we are mostly blessed and grateful.

Thank You, for all Your Blessings.

May You keep us all ever safe, ever sheltered, ever protected, ever guided in our home sweet home, Amin!


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