A little inner thought.

Some things just take getting used to. It's been a bittersweet three weeks in New York City. I've been meaning to post sooner, but I've been a bit lost in transition with this move. I can't think of a better place to regain my perspective. However being alone in such a city puts you in your place in every way, and also halts or allows one to find an identity within its giant anonymity. Anyone who has been to NYC knows the impact it can have, but living here and spending solo time with nothing but the city and your thoughts is bound to lead to some realizations, even to yours truly, as if I already don't think enough, right?

Add rainy weather and grey skies the city has been experiencing, and you've got yourself the perfect scene for the emo kind of days I have been having. Although I can't blame my thoughts on the frumpy Manhattan weather -- it has been beautiful and sunny (and disgustingly humid) the past couple days and still my brain was thinking faster than it normally does. Just what is all my perspective being gained in, you ask? I'm figuring that out. Though, it's something along the lines of "finding myself" (Always a good one and exceedingly relevant no matter how utterly cliched).

As we grow older, our mindset changes from not just seeking out a good time, but a good opportunity as well. The busiest parties, events, shindigs and what-have-you in New York are the ones where attendees know the mingling crowd will be one of a professional standard. I'm talking about the people in this city who are creating opportunities by pursuing their dreams, and thus creating opportunities for others as well. It's not about where but who that makes a quality affair now. And finding the right like-minded, genuine "who" is hard to come by.

And so, with all my trials and tribulations when it comes to finding myself, I'm situated on my rooftop here in the Lower East Side where I'm living and will attempt to see everything I've been through with fresh eyes. I must remind myself that I wanted this. And now I have this amazing opportunity in one of the greatest cities, ever. As long as I move forward and find what I'm looking for, I'll be satisfied. After all we are nothing if not for progress.

Thank Goodness for Mothers

It's a beautiful Sunday morning here in New York and I just wanted to take a moment to write a quick note and wish everyone a Happy Mother's Day!

My mum uprooted her life in Malaysia about 25 years ago, made the trek across the pond to the UK with little to nothing except my Dad by her side, and then crossed the Atlantic 2 years later to set out to create a better life for me, my sister, and the rest of her family than she ever had growing up.

Since them my mother has been the lovely combo of funny, cute old parent to giggle at, and my arch-nemesis. As two independent, strong-willed, success driven women, we are by no means the Asian mother-daughter spawn of Goldie Hawn and Kate Hudson. However, only recently have I been able to realize my mother is a wonderful supportive shoulder to lean on, and a dispenser of wise words to live by. She lets me make my mistakes but is always there to pick up the pieces. And after that I am always wiser, and more thankful.

Happy Mother's Day to all the mums, mums-to-be, and special people in your lives!

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