January 2015
Week 1
Week 2
Losing is painful. Imagine the pain
that this boy had to endure when we lost not one but three of our
beloved kittens that we treat as our own family, in less than four days.
He was the one who witnessed their birth, getting all excited looking
after them everyday, and sadly in front of his eyes he watched them
sick, dying and struggle for life. He tried his best to offer his
helping hands to safe them, but suddenly they were all gone.
Drastically. Forever. And with his both hands, he buried them saying
goodbye for the last time.
You know that time was not easy for three of us. So what actually has
made me smile? I smile watching him getting back on his feet again days
after the incident ready to explore the adventures around him. With a
strong willed he tried his best to embrace life with a pure joy in his
heart. I smile because from his eyes, I could see how strong he was
trying to hide his sadness - just because he didn't want me to be
worried about him much. I smile because there was one day when I cried
so hard, he reminded me "It's ok Mama. At least they are no longer in pain. I know they are in a good place now."
Every soothing words he uttered after the tragic lost has made me
smile, because I know my son is going to be ok. We both have faith that
Allah will replace this sadness with something better in the future. We
believe that. And that is what makes me smile once again.
Week 3
There was a glorious sun light entering my mom’s house the
moment I opened the door, ready to start a new day. I remember being astonished
by the gorgeous light illuminate a little corner of the house formulating every
detail I saw to look so clear, vibrant, lively and bold. Without wasting my
time, I quickly grabbed my camera before the light chose to fade away. My son
was there, just had his morning bath. I glimpsed at his bare feet, and I knew instantly
I wanted to document him with those feet in focus and composed other elements to
complement the scene. So, here it is; my image for week 3 – details of my son’s
feet together with those embracing shadows, a touch of texture,
line, and stunning sun light; all in one photograph.
Week 4
Dari perspektif kaca mata seorang Mama. Dia. Sekecil ini, dia sudah
punya banyak angan-angan yang ingin digapai. Tiap kali meluahkannya,
pasti disudahi dengan keyakinan tinggi yang setiap hasratnya akan
berada dalam genggaman satu hari nanti. Sebanyak mana mama ini terlalu
takut untuk berada jauh darinya, sedalam itu jugalah harapan mama untuk
melihat dia berani mengembangkan sayapnya, untuk terbang setinggi
langit; pergilah anak... esok besar engkau merantaulah, pergilah lihat
dunia, belajarlah, bawa pulang ilmumu, manfaatkan kepada setiap makhluk
yang engkau jumpa. Gapailah setiap impian zaman kecilmu itu.
Week 5
Ever since he watched that Dapur Bujang; a show on channel 111, his
interest in cooking has become an obsession. He believed cooking is an
easy and a very cool job to do like the host always do in the show. Many
times too he voiced out about his ambition to be a chef one day (mind
you this boy has too many ambitions depending on what is he doing at
that time). I just nodded and smiled, showing my full encouragement in
anything he desired to be. When he looks at me being too occupied in the
kitchen, often he asked “Is there anything I can help, Mama?”
Every time he request, I let him doing some simple tasks like cutting
the vegetables, slicing onions, washing dishes; that kind of thing. Once
in a while, when we are not in rushing mode especially on the weekends
(this mama needs to learn to slow down sometimes), I allowed him to
‘play’ around in the kitchen and cook by his own – something he has
enthusiastically waiting for every day! He made us banana roll for
breakfast, once he baked us scones for tea and I can see his face beams
with pride every time he served us the rice he cooked for dinner with
his favorite omelette using his own recipe that he made for us with full
of love.
