Nadiah Alwi

I think I have written something like this before if I’m not mistaken — on other blogs I guess. About me and my Mom. But, now, I feel like writing again.

Mom is stubborn, yet very kind.

And, I happen to be stubborn, a bit kind, and expressive in terms of showing my emotion (read: dislikeness / anger).

I’m more like my Dad. When I don’t like something or someone, it shows. While Mom can perfectly hide her emotion.

Mom has been telling me to be more like her. It’s not that I never try. I do try, most of the time. But, I’m not her. I’m a different person –  which I’ve been trying to tell her a lot of time.

However, since I respect Mom so much, I do what she wants me to do. Even if I don’t like something or someone, I hide it, trying my best not to let others know what I think and feel.

I’m not saying it’s easy, no. On the contrary, I find it kinda difficult. Especially when I see Mom being disregarded by people to whom she is being nice . You’re being nice to others and they treat you bad instead. That’s sad.

Well, I might not always be able to please my Mom. But, I try my best. And, in a way, I adore her for being the way she is. It takes a big big heart to be a very kind person.

Love you, Mom!

Just now, I met my Dad, a man of almost 63 years old with his past long experience as an employee.

While me, I’m a work at home mom. For the time being, I’m not planning to go back working at the office after being sent home last February because the company was in crisis.

And, you know what he asked me?

“Don’t you apply again?”

I was silent for a few seconds. Then, I answered, “No.”

“Why?”

“If I do apply and get hired again, I can’t take other jobs the way I do now.”

Currently I work for someone, building an online store. I only work from Monday to Wednesday, 9 to 5, from home. So, Thursday to Sunday, I can take other jobs — mostly translating.

My Dad was speechless. He knows that when I made my decision, no one can change that but me.

So, hopefully, my plan works, so he doesn’t ask again. I know he was only being a caring Dad.

And, I went to an exhibition today. I learned that by being creative you can survive. You don’t have to work for other people. I love the idea.

Hope I can be THAT creative.