I remember those days cleary when another collegue brought me all ove kota kinabalu just to find a bowl of 'mee kari' that will satisfy my craving. In the end, another friend cooked the 'mee kari' for me and that's it. I found the taste I want.
That moment my husband couldn't care more about my craving. He said not to follow my desire too much. I did try to ignore my craving at that time but my saliva is drooling just the thought of 'mee kari'.
Eating the one that my friend cooked yesterday brought back memories. The moment of my pregnancy was the only moment that my ex husband pampered me a little bit more. He is kind and caring but now his thought is ruin by his own mistake. The 'mee kari' yesterday reminded me that I have been surviving alone to raise our daughter for a year and I am capable of doing all of this without him.
The little one is growing well. I am blessed for she is the fuel of my life. As a car running on fuel to move, I am running on faith to be alive.
I am grateful to be bless with kind heart friends everywhere I go.