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 jewelries that she left me when she died (no gold or diamonds in it, really);
  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.


  1. Archie
    March 25, 2009

    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 :)

  2. Firda
    March 25, 2009

    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. tia
    March 25, 2009

    so sweet

  4. buddhaphish
    March 26, 2009

    I can send you a care pack­age if you want. :) Can tem­peh sur­vive in the mail?

  5. Firda
    March 26, 2009

    I think tem­peh can sur­vive ANYTHING, even a nuclear war, but that’s just me. :) 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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