Every little things she did

My mom is awesome, or beyond that :) She has been doing a lot of packing especially for my brother when he was studying out of the town a couple of years ago before he managed to be transferred back to the city where we lived. Fast forward to March 2013, when I was relocated to this nature city for work. It was a very short notice for me, but a pleasant surprise considering the fact that I will be married in May 2013 (then) and will be residing here for good. Ever since then, mom has been diligently and ever readily pack my stuffs over. Those stuff will be conveniently ready whenever the boss fly over, he will be bringing home a few boxes of my stuff :P Sometimes, they were sent by chartered bus. All I need to do is to drop by the bus station and collect them as long as I remember my parcel number. Back then, my housemates have been commenting that I have never return to the house (after going out for church with the boss) without huge boxes of parcels :).

I personally think mom did the best packing in the wide wide world. Her creativity and brain juice is endless. After we touched down Sdk, mom sent over a big Tupperware carton box containing all my newly purchased stuff throughout my one-week stay in my hometown before the boss and I fled to Hong Kong. On the day when we returned KK for a transit back to Sandakan for a night stay, we weren’t aware that it was a little too late for us to top up our luggage size online, after weighting all my stuffs at home. Too bad, not wanting to pay a hefty for a last minute baggage check-in weighting another additional of more than 40kgs via the counter, we just lug whatever we can with our 20kgs quota and my parents offered to send the rest to the bus station the next few days upon the arrival of the facial brush I ordered from Singapore to be sent to my hometown address, with the hope that it will be ready the moment I touched down KK from HK so that I could pack it along with my other belongings, but it came a little later than I expected.  

When I was unpacking the box, I was pleasantly surprised that all my present papers were not crumpled at all despite located at the bottom of the box, my newly bought soft covered file from Daiso were tucked in a canvas document bag (given by my mom), porcelain display which was initially wrapped with newspaper by the cashier were bubble-wrapped, my notebook’s charger were given a new casing bag, just to name a few.

What made me squealed in delight was the box of old-school magic color which I didn’t pack along were packed and given a new face lift. The shabby casings were replaced with a DIY box made of used diary outer cardboard casing. If not because I see the cut off part of its original Faber Castell’s trademark from my previous shabby card-box, I might have presuming it as a complimentary gift since my mom packed along with a 2014 diary and table calendar (my mom is my all-time diaries, notebooks, organisers, calenders supplier). On top of that, my mom packed along a dozen of organic rose apples, courtesy of my aunt. There were neatly arranged and carefully underlain with dust bags which I bet taken from one of her leather bags, into a shallow carton box with top opening. Not forgetting, mom transported along a pomegranate sapling. It was packed as if it will be exported overseas into a shuttlecock's tube casing with so many rubber bands tied in oh-so-artsy way. Hehe. Isn't mom a gem? I am missing her so much, ♥ her even more :).