THERE IS A PRICE TO PAY FOR FREEDOM...

i remember i once assured myself that i would be able to tolerate my in-law in any ways and people around me were saying me nuts! there should be no way to stay together with in-law. well... when there's a will, there's a way...

while i was having dinner with a bunch of 'current & ex-colleagues', there was a sharing from one of us, who was staying with her in-law and has just moved away. a good one from her... when she was staying with them, she wanted so much, more than anything in the world, to move out from the house for freedom. surprisingly (and she was surprised too), she feels like going back to stay with her in-law again. simply because she too thinks that her in-law has been treating her 'superb-ing-ly' nice and she can feel that her in-law miss their grand daughter very much. she feels guilty-wo... like taking their grand daughter away from them. i'm happy that she feels that way... it's not easy to get in-law to treat an 'outsider' so good...

ahem ahem... 'outsider' means myself attaching to the cheah family. staying with in-law, to me, no doubt, is good. good to have 'not so nicely cooked' meal served at the table when it's time, good to see 'not so nicely folded clothes' put on the bed, good to share 'her maid' to clean up my room, etc...

i doubt if i would feel what my friend feels when i move out. i guess i won't... who cares if i don't change the curtains for years, who cares if i don't wash the clothes for months, who cares if i don't sweep the floor for weeks, who cares if i leave dishes in the sink for days, who cares, who cares???

but who cares if i can't cook, who cares if i feel hungry, who cares if i wake up late for work, who cares if the clothes are not picked up after several days out in the sun and rain, who cares, who cares???

there is a price to pay for freedom...