That Bag I Craved

Back in 2010, I walked into my boss's office to attend a meeting.  Immediately my eyes fell on a STUNNING bag.  I didn't know much about that brand but I fell in love with that bag.  The color, the cut, the material, my eyes feasted on it for the duration of that meeting.  

Later on, I found out the brand and that the stockists are limited and mainly in Europe.  It was Goyard. 

After that, everytime I passed by France, I somehow never found the time to pass by Goyard.  I did find the St; Louis PM sacs through personal shoppers and resellers.  But nothing tickled my fancy.  Not until I came across the Anjou:

This was pretty enough. I took the decision to buy it and tried through a personal shopped to source it despite the UK lockdown delays.  Everytime I was about to contact the personal shopper, something happened and stopped me.  Madre said maybe you're not meant to have this specific bag.

Anyways long story short, I found THAT bag, the model, the colour, preloved but in perfect condition and I couldn't help myself and click the payment button.

Here is my baby, 11 years onwards, the universe listened and landed THAT BAG I CRAVED on my plate.  

This is a small example how we get everything our heart craves if we are patient enough.  The universe does shuffle things in our advantage.  Hence, this is a reminder to hold on to my wishes and dreams.  I will get there somehow.

Till we meet again,

Sedeso

It's okay mama......

I am 40 years old yet I still display actions of immaturity.  

Last week, myself and hubby decided to take the kids out.  My little ones barely go out with this covid situation still lurking in the world.  They are homeschooled and indoors 80% of the time which is reflected in their behavior and fights.  And since being vaccinated, we decided to take them out once a week for their mental health.

Hubby decided to take us out to an old place to have gelato.  I did not want to go because a) I wanted to have breakfast and not gelato b) I hate that hubby dictates our outings based on his germaphobia c) I feel so frustrated with hubby most of the time after having spent lockdown and a year and a half with each other with no space.

So I put my foot down and said no, I won't go to the gelato place.  Hubby of course got angry and threatened to turn the car around and go home.  We kept throwing angry comments back and forth until my 4 year old said:  "Its okay mama, we can go to icecream shop next time?"

WHAT?

He was listening and paying attention to every word we said?

WHAT?

He spoke like a mature adult and compromised his fun outing for my stubbornness?

Again, WHAT?

How little I felt when my little one spoke.  How immature I acted. Hubby ofcourse shamed me until I forced him to shut it. But seriously, this boy is a blessing in my life.  It is true our children teach us more about ourselves and come into our lives with their own purpose of growth.  I am in awe of this boy of mine, what a boy, what a little gentleman.  So proud to be his mama.

Till we meet again,

Sedeso