liberation at its finest

the kitchen is in its exquisite state.  the bathroom, dainty and white. the toys,  all kept in the storage. i think i've done my work here.

kitt and kaela are taking their afternoon nap.  like a thief in the night,  i left the house to find solace in a coffee shop tucked in the heart of parramatta.

motherhood redefines the very meaning of liberation. it is when silence is too precious and seldom to ignore. it is finding a good book to read when you have an hour to spare. it is breaking away from scrubbing,  teaching and constant bickering to realize that your spirit needs nurturing and mending. it is like this - being deaf in a crowd of frenzy people enjoying their afternoon tête-à-tête because you know this is your moment.

and this is my moment.

i feel like i'm one of the luckiest women at this hour.

don't you think so?

enjoying my ricotta cheese cake

state of gratefulness

coming to office early on a friday brought me great elation. on my desk stood my two flat monitors, a coffee and buttered croissant. i couldn't ask for more.

i suddenly remembered a progression of stories about food provision at work.

i was twenty when i started working. the workplace was one-level, no pantry, not even a water station. people complained about the lack of structure. i was thankful that i got a job in three weeks after i started looking.

i changed my job immediately after a new post opened that is more relevant to my undergrad degree. in one corner of our office was a small pantry and a water-refilling area - equipped with hot and cold buttons. what else can you ask for if you have unlimited supply of drink?

i moved to singapore. there is tea, coffee and biscuit on each level. in another company, there was a server preparing kopi-c and kopi-o. and another one having a nesvita as an option. i was on cloud nine. still, there were colleagues expecting more. no coke, no orange juice, no milk! the complaints were endless.

kitt and i migrated to australia. i joined a good company generous enough to provide your choice of cereals (muesli, corn flakes, weet-bix etc.), milk (lite, full cream, soy, almond), juice and unlimited coffee (cappucino, mocha, latte, espresso etc), soda and sparkling water, chocolates in the chiller, wine, beer and pizza, chips and fruits or dinner if you ended up working late. i can't believe my luck!

people still rant. no chef-prepared lunch. the juice is concentrated, not fresh. the coffee was not as good as in another level.

as i ate my croissant and sipped "savouring-ly" my free caffeine drink, how could i not feel grateful to have my daily manna!

commissioned work from kitt