Wo(a)ndering thoughts!!!

This is my first Open mic- spoken segment at the Victorian Public Sector- Women of Color Network(VPS WoCN) - 5 year anniversary celebrations. I'm honoured to present my work in a topic that is very close to my heart.  25th July 2024//Innovation centre Melbourne

I often have interesting conversations with A that would force me to think deeply and reflect on my life. Some of them are enlightening, some of them are reflections, some are lessons, some are silly, and some are stories. In my recent convo with A on the topic of nightmares <  don’t ask me how we got to this topic, it is one of the things he does before he goes to bed. Come up with questions – love his curious mind >.  I don’t know how he has time to think about these things, let alone list them in some order and give them ratings. I'm in my 40’s – I don’t think I can rate my favorite food 😊 <Mama trying to BRAG > Here it goes in his words and it is ordered by worst nightmare to least worst :)  Being chased by a 10-foot metal robot – A green pig controls the robot Time traveling to the age of dinosaurs - wasn’t an ideal dream A world with just vegetables – A world without chickens, steak, pork, or fish. What would I add to my noodles!!?? Being cha...

Recently A and I went on a surprise trip to my hometown to visit my parents. It was sudden plan that made my parents disoriented a bit. They couldn’t believe their eyes for a few minutes. I wouldn’t do it again, but it was worth it. The timing of this trip was also aligned with the annual village festival. I hadn't attended it since my last year of high school. That was a few decades ago, met family/cousins/ far relatives/childhood friends too. I didn’t remember some of them, they looked familiar and I’m sure they felt the same.   To top it off, my aged mum fell and broke her rib – that sums up the rest of the trip trying to make the house elderly-safe. My mum was not happy that me and my sister had to spend the whole week tending to her, but we were ok with it. It’s a shame she fell and had to stay in bed for a few weeks, but my mum wouldn’t sit down for a bit to chat. She would keep walking anxiously trying to make/cook something for us. This fall made her ...