started by exercising regularly.
back on the green and joined a golf tournament last july.

back in the kitchen.
tried to pick up my photography passion when i went to bali recently.
managed to do so many things with my beads and pieces.

got a letter published in the jakarta post.
working on my blog again.
hey, i have been blogging for 7 years?
should write more like the old days
which i haven’t managed to find the time.

since may, we have giggsy, the dog.
he loves me too much.
following every single movement that i make.
troublesome but he colors our lives even more.
but one thing for sure, his love is unconditionally
his present makes us become the dynamic trio.

i would be turning 40 in a week time.
i dunno how does it feel.
soon that number would reach me.
where i would take it as my turning point.
life begins at 40?
perhaps.

cemara turned 16 years old last month.
she keeps on progressing well with her school and herself.
been coloring her teenage life with bright colors.
keep on rocking, nak.

i could say, i am back
with stronger standing feet
and to face challenges in life

i have been through more than enough
time to let (all) go
time to forgive and forget
all for the better
i am moving on

may you find happiness in your life
like the dynamic trio do now.

she needs the chains to break
free her from the hardship
trapped in the shadows,
cold from the turmoils
her dreams crashed and burned
nothing else to pursue
she longs for fresh air
a steady shoulder to cry on
make her whole again

a poem by my darling daughter, maya antonio.
the photo by her mother.
taken in yangon, on my last day in myanmar,
after spending 5 years in that beautiful country
before headed to vietnam.
april 2007

bon,
thank you for the beautiful moments on my last day in myanmar.

cemara anakku,

setiap hari kamu selalu membanggakan, nak
ada saja hal-hal baru yang membuat ibumu tersenyum
bersyukur, bersyukur dan bersyukur
dari hari ke hari

tahun ini usiamu akan menginjak angka 15
waktu berlalu bak hembusan angin
begitu cepatnya kah waktu berlalu ?

rasanya baru kemarin kamu masih di pangkuanku
menyusui sambil memandangi wajah cantikmu, nak
mengagumi gerakan manis jari-jari mungilmu
berbicara tanpa suara dengan pandangan matamu
yang memberi jutaan makna

nak, ibumu sedang gundah
melihat senyummu setiap hari
sudah cukup menjadi obat penawar kegundahan hati ini
tetaplah menjadi kebanggaanku, nak

ingatlah selalu bisikan
kata cintaku di telingamu . . .

*whispering*
darling, i love you …..

- – -
p.s.
gorgeous daughter,
i know you have to open your dictionary
to find the meaning of word ‘gundah’
go and do it, gorgeous
i love you . . .