My Family in 2006

Hari Raya in 2006. It was the first time celebrating Eid in our own house. What a feeling. Thinking about it has always made me wonder how did we survive it all. To be honest, I was not a moneymaker. Let alone a wealthy businesswoman like I used to dream of when I was a little girl. But one thing for sure- it must have been LOVE. 
Loving my family is definitely underrated. I love both my nucleus and my extended family. There was nothing I couldn't do as long as I have my family by my side. I could survive and sacrifice many things just because of and for my family.






Around that year I thought my career was number two. It was less important to me compared to my family. But I'm not saying that it is different or the other way around now. In fact, my family is still my ultimate priority amongst other things in my life. It is just so the nature of my work has been demanding a lot and sometimes it is too much. Almost my entire weekend and leisure time is dedicated to working. Sometimes I must go to work even on Saturdays. In 24 hours, I have been bound to orders, instructions, deadlines, etc related to works via WhatsApp and/or Telegram even when I'm asleep! Life has become less and less fun and too serious. I lost common sense and missed lots of important things in life. Sometimes I felt like a robot being programmed for receiving and executing a routine instruction. What kind of human is like that? Semi-robotic maybe? Don't I have a family to attend to? Wait, I may sound like ranting complaints but no I'm not. I just need to vent out because there are some other working women who have the same feeling as mine towards the work-family balance challenges out there. Trust me, it's not an easy peasy business matter to deal with especially when you have a company of growing-up school children in your house.