Who would have thought that I experienced fire in the building. This is my first time living in an appartement. Of course I never chose appartement when living in Indonesia because it’s a real high risk when the earthquake happen. But here we are placed in an appartement. What got me relieved the first time that we are in the lowest floor so if something happen we will be quickly evacuated. That’s what I thought. Until it really happened. We slept around midnight and abruptly woken up by the noise outside. I thought it was the drunk people just got back from night club or the restaurant next door was doing some deep cleaning. So loud that I had to wake up. My husband peeked outside and immediately said “fire brigade outside, you wait here!” I was just “am I dreaming or what?” I put on clothes, checked outside and saw a few of fire trucks. I checked the other side of the appartement and saw a few of police cars and ambulances. “Oh no, something serious...
I can feel the butterflies in my belly whenever I think about being married to someone I love. There's always room for agree to disagree, different opinions, bad times, rough times, pains, and any other unpleasure times. But there are always more and more space for pleasurable times. Marriage is always challenging since day one. How can it be not challenging when you try to communicate what's in two different heads into one compromise that both can accept? But that's the beauty of commitment, I guess. I am grateful for what we have now. Nothing can beat it. Dear husband, thank you for staying with me with all of my stubbornness and cuteness (for sure), through all of these ups and downs. I know it is not easy but you always surprise me in an unimaginable way. Dear myself, thank you for always trying harder and not giving up easily to make it work. I know you can do it. You're a tough one. Dear us, let's make it work for many years to c...