Jogja taught me, taught us, that happiness is really simple and don’t require that much money either. So here’s my ode to Yogyakarta, the city I love and will continue to love, the city that has taught me how to survive and how to be grateful. Thank you for always allowing us who’ve resided there to come back and call it home.
I dedicated this first post in 2019 for my mother and for my extended family who’ve become my consistent reminder that I have lived a life of privilege – the privilege of health, education, etc. and therefore with this privilege, I should live my life to the service of others and for the benefit of others. The irony of privilege I think is the fact that the life that I live now and the path that I choose – to work not for the sole purpose of money and profit but something with missions that will help empowered others – is only possible because I have a safety net and that safety net is my mother. My mother always taught me that what good is life if you just live it for yourself and I’m guilty as charged for being a self-centered elitist who’s trapped in the bubble of entitlement. This is one of my step towards a life worth living – to acknowledge my privilege and use my resources to do good for others.
Exactly a year ago today, I turned 25 and I celebrated my birthday by sitting alone on a patio of The Book Cafe in Singapore – utterly depressed, exhausted, and drenched with sweat from the humid Singapore air and my anxiety. I sat there for hours to write the very first blog post where I acknowledged my […]
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“A semicolon is used when an author could’ve chosen to end their sentence, but chose not to. The author is you and the sentence is your life.” In less than 48 hours, I’ll say goodbye to one of the hardest years I’ve been through in the 25 years of living my life. These past 12 […]