A peaceful home

Different events had happened over the past weeks that made me think hard about what a peaceful home means and what kind of home that I want to build up for myself.

Ironically, I am straddling between two types of families - one which does not have much (in terms of material means) but there is always laughter and joy, vs one which has a lot but there is always tension and conflict. One thing for sure: I missed the spontaneous laughter in the family when I was still staying at my maternal home. Even though life can be challenging (in terms of faith in God's providence), there is always joy in the family. How I miss those moments that can't be bought at any price...

Somehow, being a mother of a yet-to-be-born baby, I have also learnt to be more appreciative of my mum and her timeless advice. Well, it does sound cliche, but with all the things that had happened and my parent's experience with my in-laws at NZ, my mum had been offering me valuable advice, on how I should draw my boundaries and protect my husband and my family's welfare.

The older generation will loathe on talking about family problems to other people because it's like washing dirty linen in public. For me, I choose to see it differently.I find that it is important to share these lessons with my closest girlfriends because these challenges in life are slowly changing me and my outlook in life. If I keep these to myself, I know it will slowly draw me away from my closest girlfriends as they won't understand why I've changed.

As I await the delivery of my baby in about 3 months time, I will like to start building a peaceful and loving home for my family...a place of rest and refuge from the demands of the "world". And the best start is to continue loving my husband and accepting him wholeheartedly (not only in words but in actions too). This is also the best gift for my children.