Nora and I have been in Malaysia since Sunday. It was a sudden decision when I found out a week ago that my grandma had a stroke. I was told it was mild but I decided to fly over anyway hoping to spend sometime with my grandma. Unfortunately, it was not mild and she passed away a day before we were due to fly.

But the tickets were booked and as I was hoping to spend sometime with grandma, it was booked for two weeks. I decided to fly anyway and spend sometime with family.

The moment we arrived at my mom’s house, we had a shower and off we went to grandma’s grave and then the her home… where most of the family are still gathered. It was good to see them again and to be embraced into a family atmosphere again. There’s never shortage of my cousins who are willing to entertain Nora. She loved the attention… though she was confused by the crowd of fans surrounding her at first.

Now that we’ve been here a few days, Nora has develop her own routine. She does not say ‘yes’ when I ask her if she wants her morning milk, she says ‘yes’ to ‘Do you want to feed the chickens with Nan?’

She hasn’t watched TV but most of the day she’ll be playing, running in my mom’s house or outside chasing the chickens… like we did about half an hour ago… she forced me to go and chase all the chickens home.

She’s made friends with Julia, the neighbours’ cat and also Norhan, the neighbours grandson. As I’m typing this, she is at the neighbours house… she knows how to head there herself… but my mom did go with her this time.

At night, when she wakes up in the middle of the night, she will ask to go down to Nan’s (my mom’s) room and everytime I tell her off for not sleeping, she’ll go crying to my mom. *sigh*

Everyone we bumped into are so surprised that she understands Malay… and now I am very proud to say that she fits into a ‘kampung’ (even though my mom lives in a city) environment no problem

But she still asks for her daddy everyday…