Thank you, cancer and no thanks.

When cancer comes into your lives, it takes the color out of life as you know it. Thank you, cancer, I'll never take life for granted again.I'm saddened to report that the little buggers have grown. We are now getting ready to tackle Season 2 with cancer in our family. Surprisingly, through this difficult journey, a lot of good has come into our lives and for that, we say Thank You, Cancer. But no thanks. You're not welcome.

My New Year’s Resolution is all about rekindling my relationship with my first husband

"You know, I'm her third husband," I heard my husband joke with my mother last summer when she was visiting. "Third husband?" my mother queried, raising an eyebrow. At first I thought he meant because we got married three times: first was the Vegas wedding when we moved to the US, then went home to Australia for a 'proper' wedding with the formal dress and then to Malaysia for my extended family. "First comes the children, then her writing and then me," he continued. Everyone laughed but I took the statement to heart and started delving deeper into why my sweet, sweet FIRST husband felt this way. Do you ever wonder, what happened to "US" after the kids come?

Why I’m giving my kids their old Christmas toys for Christmas…

This year, my kids are getting a TON of presents under the Christmas tree. I'm so excited, just look at the great big pile! There's 8 Nerf Guns (because one for each child just isn't enough), two Sphero SPRK + STEAM education robots (yep... one for each of the older boys), Lego Mindstorms (because my oldest has been pining and asking for this since he was 4 years old), a rock tumbler and crystal growing set (for my budding geologist/gemologist), Circuit Scribe Kit (for my budding engineer), Pokemon cards (about 600 of them total but who is counting) and Basketball cards (just shy of 300 cards I believe). I can't wait to see their surprised little faces when they open them all up and find that these are their old Christmas toys from previous years.

5 things I learned from having a thymoma tumor

You may have noticed a lull in posts over the past summer. It wasn't because we were busy with kids and vacation. I wish so much that was the case. In fact we had just planned a 2 month journey through Asia for a trip of a lifetime. Instead, the doctors found a thymoma tumor in my chest cavity. It was "the size of an orange", my doctor described. And just like that my life was never the same again.

Focusing on the important

Last winter my family escaped the cold for a glorious tropical break in Malaysia. We flew in for an extended family reunion. Everybody attended, all except that is, my sweet father who had passed away earlier that year. I spent 2015 walking about like a big open wound. Last year was a year of coping for me. Every 'firsts' like his birthday, wedding anniversary, Father's Day and so forth gutted me. 2015 was the year where I distilled further on what matters to me most in life. As we go into a new year, I'm reminded of the wise words of Dr Seuss, "Sometimes you will never know the true value of a moment until it becomes a memory." Focusing on the important for 2016 is a top priority for me.