A mother’s love is infinite.
This is one of the way she shows us…
Clothes washing by hand. Hers and ours. Only for delicate, new and quality ones.
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Ahhh how do I start?
2015 is a REALLY tough year for me. I would say it’s the toughest one yet.
On happier things first. I’m glad my family members are healthy. Now dad, if only you can quit smoking!!! Really man. It breaks my heart to see you gambling your life away. I also appreciated the time we spent on our triple family vacations, although on some days things may not be rosy. Weekly grocery shopping is now my thing as I cook more at home. Because of that, I’m more price and quality conscious. Mostly I cook healthy dishes and make salad and juice. Oh yeah! On exercise… well, I think I’m less lazy compare to last year but still have a loooooong way to go.
I started this Loved Hands series 5 years ago. It’s about photographing the hands of my loved ones while travelling in the car. You can check out the first part and second part if you’re curious.
Dad. My worse nightmare is coming true. His nagging is more serious than my grandma now. Still a smoker and drinker. Sigh. If only he could stop doing both of that.
Girl, I’m so proud of you.
You slowed down the time. Stopping and smelling the roses is fun right?
Yes! A happier year compared to 2013. *I must be doing something right!*
My head is still spiraling with negative thoughts… but at least they are far lesser compared to 2013. I really need to spend more time with positive people!!!
Amy, you’re doing good this year. So carry on.
Some little roadblocks won’t hurt because you know what to do now. You’re growing more and more!
I’m excited to say that my 2013 fair better than 2012. One major event happened to me this year with me being hospitalized for the first time in my life! That show how unexpected life can be. Tell you what, I felt like I was doing my time in jail. 5 long nights in the jail was difficult time. I couldn’t sleep and I lost lots of weight. It’s not that I become more ill. I guess home sickness and the desire to be with my loved ones make it worst.