Update Part 2

Dear Diary,

currently it is 9:33 am. Monday of 18th May 2020. Let's continue where I left from my previous post shall we?

When dad passed away, it was two weeks from my wedding reception. Exactly two weeks to my reception. Half of me wanted to postpone the wedding to mourn in grief. But half of me remembered my dad's daily reminder for the past two months.

"Let thunder or lightning may come, do NOT postpone your wedding. If I die, then that's where my story ends. But yours is just beginning. Do not hold back your wedding for me. This is my will to you(aside from many other things he left me with)

And so two weeks after 4th February 2017 on 17th February 2017, Friday. I tied the knot amongst close relatives and neighbours in my humble abode at slightly past 5pm. I officially became Mrs to my other half.

We had our reception the day after on 18th February 2017. It was fun, raining, but fun. I find that my solemnisation was more memorable than my wedding reception to be honest.

All went swell in the beginning. I was happily married to the love of my life.

But he was commuting daily from kahang to singapore. that's a total of 6hours journey daily. my poor man.

2 months into my marriage, my second brother had a huge quarrel with his wife which led to their divorce. My stupid ass made my husband go all the way to fetch him and bring him back with us despite hubby being sick at that time. What the hell was I thinking?

Things took a sour turn between my brother and i after a few months where i finally had enough and told him to get out and get a job. Stop mooching off of my husband. He got married again end of November that very same year in 2017.

I didn't like the girl to be honest.

But what was most hardest to forget was when husband got into an accident which led him to be hospitalised at Ng Teck Fong Hospital for a week. Longest week in my life. I missed him every time i had to walk out of that ward and return home.

That was a second big red flag for me. I didn't see it.

Shortly after i think in September that year my husband resigned from the force and took time to recover fully at home.

It took him about a year before he said, fuck it I'm going to work. So early 2019 he got himself a proper job(I'm skipping a major part in my life in 2018 because it makes me go to a dark place so I ain't talking about it)

we were separated for a year. A sacrifice we were both willing to make. We saved up enough to move out from both our parents' home.

And now in 2020, we are living in our humble abode somewhere in JB, Malaysia. its much nearer to commute for my husband and living on our own has been swell. We're living with four fat male cats. it's like having a party everyday with them. Not necessarily good nor bad mind you...

But since we're under Movement Control Order, MCO, it got fairly interesting very quickly. Our daily lives has been jam packed with test baking with breads, desserts and the likes. And I've been experimenting with my cooking a lot lately. I'll be sure to update the pictures of our successful baking and cooking in my next posts!

Until then, Stay Safe and Keep your distance from people when going out! AND STAY HOME