I'm flying back home in two days. On my own. After a few years of always having a little one tagging behind me. Part of me is looking forward to that. It would be good, for once, to be free. To not to have to worry about another little person's needs and wants. And yet, another part of me is worried. All the 'what ifs' start playing in my head. What if the little one (who is actually 5) couldn't sleep because mom is not around? What if the girls forgot to get their school uniforms washed? or forgot their homeworks? What if dad forgot to watch the time and pick them up late from school?
I know I really should stop this worrying. I need this time away from everyone to take care of things back home, as well as to recharge. But being a mom, one just can't help but worry. As the little one gets more and more anxious every night, I too get more and more worried. Perhaps this will stop once I'm on board of the plane, making myself comfortable to endure the 5 hr journey with a nice paperback to enjoy. I do hope so...
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