Bright Stars

26 Thursday Oct 2017

Posted by rowenacheesay in Blogbites, Family, Fashion

October has.. undoubtedly been a whirlwind journey! From the late nights to endless rehearsals, looking back.. I wouldn’t have wished for anything to be enhanced or altered.

Kiwanis charity performance was a success! Crowd loved every moment of the evening, “What a refreshing performance!”, “Not a dull moment”, “All performers were brilliant and charming” and the list goes on. Knowing that everyone put their best contributing to perfect this event, I have to say I am proud to be part of this, the feeling is beyond comprehension. More to come hopefully? heh…

One scenario definitely highlighted my entire evening, backstage where everyone was in the midst of mad rushing, changing into their outfits, getting called on stage.. my favourite dress decided to fail on me! One by one, people were disappearing from the changing room, it was this moment of despair where everything was so messed up and I was stuck in the center of a bloody turmoil. Then, this so-called-Poofer came up to me, stood by me and told me to Never Give Up. What does not kill you makes you stronger indeed.. Till this very moment, typing away on my keyboard, I am grateful to have those who stayed with me even when times get rough. You are truly gems.

Stated in my previous post about my int. interpreter job, little did I know that was just the beginning to more endurance tests waiting to unfold. Besides having 2 weeks of intense training and terminology studying, sitting still in my work station for hours trying to get as much information absorbed into my neuron-blob which later on leads to a dramatic episode of spraining my back, drenched in tears and desperately needing help to get off the floor due to immense pain shooting through my veins.. I am officially a medical/law interpreter and oh boy! I wouldn’t want to go through all that again.. haha.. wish I could say they were all worth it though.

Rehearsal ’17

Till next time 🙂

~Rowie

To My Furball, My Light

23 Wednesday Mar 2016

Posted by rowenacheesay in Blogbites, Dog, Family, Flowers

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It was a Sunday morning at nine, banging on the door kept going.. Feeling groggy, headed to bed pretty late the previous night as I was accompanying my baby, talking to him, making sure he is alright.

He has this habit of following me everywhere, even when I’m not around, he would just wait for me. As I furthered my studies in Australia, my family would send pictures of him waiting at my door, at the bottom of the stairs without fail. I bet he knows I miss him just as much as he misses me.

He was bright, always jumping everywhere, food never fail to make him happy, until he lost all his appetite and liveliness, we found a huge lump behind his foreleg, doctor diagnosed him with critical cancerous tumor.

“It’s Sunday, how can I help you?!” No answer. Just then I heard a worried voice saying, “You need to come now.” I transformed from a bedhead to full-alert state in just a split second, something inside was twisting and turning, not in a good way, I rushed down the fleet of stairs.

Looking from the right to the left.. Baby.. I whispered to myself.

Scanning every corner of the home.. Shiro, I mumbled repetitively. Nothing. I followed the chattering that lead me to the garden. This. Is. Not. Happening. He was lying on the freshly-mowed green grass. No movements. I wait.. then my heart sunk into my stomach, no heartbeat. The sun was shining up above, and my day cannot be any gloomier.

Shiro was his name, I call him babychee. He was 12. A little over a month more to his 13th birthday. Guess it’ll just be me this year.

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Coping with the loss is tough. I do go from being mellow to bursting into tears every hour. Constantly reminding myself that he is at a better place now, I find a whole lot of comfort from it, our memories bring bittersweet tears to my heart as I will learn to cherish them.

In loving memory of Shiro