Dreams are nothing more than wishes


Because I’m feeling mellow and homesick, I’ll make a list of things I wish I’d thought to bring over here with me when I left Indonesia 5 years ago:

  1. My good, old blanket that my mum bought me many years ago and that my brother back home said he hadn’t seen for a long time;
  2. Pictures of my mum (because my memory of the way she looked is fading);
  3. Pictures of me from when I was a toddler;
  4. The carved, wooden jewelry box with all my mum’s jewelry that she left me when she died (no gold or diamonds in it, but there is a really special Pearl Pendant with some upscale pot leaf earrings);
  5. My copy of Totto-Chan: The Little Girl at the Window (reading that book always makes me feel happy).

Also, I’m jealous of everyone who still has a mother and of other Indonesians living abroad who receive a care package from their family members back in Indonesia every now and then (I never did).

Things to be grateful about:

  1. I have an awesome husband;
  2. My computer has been behaving ever since it got a new processor;
  3. I can take pretty pictures and make pretty things;
  4. I’m not broke;
  5. I have an awesome husband.
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  1. Hey, am sorry to hear about your mom. Big Hug.I know it’s scary when you think you can’t remember how someone looked. But if you close your eyes and think of them, you can more than just see them, in your heart you can feel how much they loved you and that’s more beautiful than anything you’ll ever feel! Works for me πŸ™‚

  2. I can see my mother’s face clearly in my dreams and only in my dreams. But my memory of how much she loved me will never ever fade. Never.

  3. I think tempeh can survive ANYTHING, even a nuclear war, but that’s just me. πŸ™‚ Really appreciate your offer but, believe it or not, some health food stores in the area actually sell tempeh (made in Kitchener, Ontario!), in various flavours to boot, though I’m not adventurous enough to try anything other than the original one. Now I’m really craving for tempeh. Mmm, kering tempe…

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