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2025 to 2026

Let's do a simple math now for the year of 2025. 2 plus 0 plus 2 plus 5 equals 9. 9 as the biggest number in one digit number signifies the end of an era. What no longer suites us, will be let go. I am quite content for the journey. These 3 months have become the most pack months so far, just like last year. Handling things at the same time, the juggling, and 3 and 4 hours of peaceful sleep lol. Anyway, last year I also needed to cope with health issues and had a minor surgery. Resting means a lot and that's how I supposed to respect the time to breathe, to sit, to watch, and to live. 


Let's just rest, not to stop, tu connais? Rest means to replenish the energy, let go what no longer serves me, to close the prior door and open the new one and I'm quite excited about it. C'est la vie, bon. 


I wonder what would be my experience in the next year? Should I continue writing and publish an anthology, hunting pictures with my 13 yo camera, cooking and opening a small restaurant like I did, doing a sensory class again, exploring the books, fashion, food, and museums to make the new podcast, or becoming a student to learn new things? Anw, pilates for kids intrigues me much. That sounds tempting. With 24 hours a day, will it be enough? Insya Allah.


2026 will be everyone's year. The beginning of everything since it represents number 1. The year to heal, to step forward, to start a new move. Thank you, 2025. I will choose whatever that makes me alive and live my everyday life fully. So tomorrow, where are we heading to? France? Scotland? Italy? Prague? Or to your home country, Daddy K? Hey, I don't wanna face the world all by myself. I need you to lead me. 


Ouh I remember one thing today. When I was about to leave school after working hour, I met one of parents who would regularly join the sensory class we did this year. She greeted me warmly, and she gently asked "Do you still remember me, Ms?" Oh dear Mom, how can I forget you, your smile, and your son? You were part of our journey in the sensory class. The memorable memory remains. Dear Mommy, I am praying for our next meeting and collaboration. Insya Allah. 

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