being highly kylie: The Fridays I used to know.

When we were kids, visiting Amah's house was a weekly or even daily affair for us- especially on Fridays. I remember always being excited for Fridays to come, not simply because it meant the weekends were here, but also because it meant our weekly visit to Amah's.

The home cooked food, the cousins, the whole house so noisy and bustling, but the noise didn't matter, the whole family was under one roof, maybe doing their own thing, but it felt nice being together.

I remember how all 10 of us - ( the little one not included, and the eldest missing in the picture below ) would squeeze onto our uncle's tiny single bed, going. through our phases together, whether it was Pokemon, or tamiya, super yo yo or beyblade. Those were the days. They really were.

Every single birthday celebrated together, always at Amah's house. The decorations, the cakes, the presents are things I won't forget.

We all share a special thing where we attended the same kindergarten, and for the rest of them excluding my bro and I all went to Nan Hua primary. ( this of course excludes the little one once again because we are all at least 10 years apart from her ).

It is also amazing how all of us have always lived close to each other, Amah's house being the centre, the heart

Sadly, we grew older, and busier, everyone had their own things to do, people to meet, and our weekly Fridays slowly faded away.

Today was an exception, and it felt just like the past, it was a Friday and everyone was here.

It was our beloved aunt/ sister/ godmum's birthday. We gathered together to shower her with love because she broke her knee cap just 5 days ago and after surgery she was discharged today. - I think that was what brought us back together again.

Godma has always been the pillar of the family- and I love her with all my heart. She is a woman of grace, always giving without expecting to receive, always giving but never taking. Her love has no limits, even for a random stranger In distress she meets in public. If anything, I would aspire to be a woman like her.

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."

1 Corinthians 13:4-7

This verse reminds me of Godma.

Today was a beautiful day, we all rushed back to our roots, to our heart. Today was even better than our usual first day Chinese new year for the past 5 years.