home sweet home..
i’m home..yeay…
after 2 long years, at last, i stepped on the soil of my home on the 3rd of august at 6pm..mixed feeling, though…i know i will miss my baby back in ireland..sorry sayang, ibu x bawak afnan..
my mind could not avoid thinking what would it be if my baby is alive, and he is here with me, all the way journey from cork to london to kuala lumpur. it would be hectic for me, i know..with the baby to attend to, to prepare the milk, to distract him with the toys, to keep him sleep in the airplane etc…it would be busy for me. but, how miserable it would seem to me, i still wish that i could do that to my baby. the problem is,my baby is far away, everthing is all provided for him, he is in the heaven where everybody dreams to be in, and there’s nothing left for me to do.he has everything, and yet, i wish that i could do something for him… something, something that he would remember. at least, i want him to know that i really miss him…i really wish to do something for him..
em…not wanting to let those thought ruin my holiday here, i better tell u something that i’ve been doing so far..
yesterday, i went to jpa to register..at last! hehe…went to KL afterwards..reached sogo after 1 and half hours stucked in traffic jams. bad timing, i guess. since we reached there at lunch hour.
and i wish to do something today…go to low yatt plaza, maybe. and selayang, to visit mokti’s baby. malam ni balik kelate..hoorray… my sister is gettig married, so, go to be there to help with the preparation…
okayla..nak gi jalan2 …hehe…
