As I sit there, lovingly wrapping my new books, my son asks me 'Is that your book?'. I replied, 'Yes, it is', smiling at my new 'catch'. He excitedly jumps up and exclaims happily, 'You finally wrote a book?!' I shook my head sadly, 'No, silly. I did not. This book was written by someone else'. He furrowed his brows in disappointment, 'But I thought you said that you were going to create your own story, write your own book?' That's right. I did. His obvious disappointment in the news that I have AGAIN not written and completed a book sheds light on how my decisions, my life, the way I see things affects the kids. The kids don't just get happy when they get to go to Disneyland. Yes, they're happy if they get to do the things that they want, find joy in everyday activities and stuff like that, more importantly, their parents' level of happiness and achievements affects them too. It gives them joy when we set goals ...
Blog of a freelance writer, mother, performer, blog ghost writer based in Malaysia.