Mums are celebration experts. I know, because back in the culture and society I grew up in, that was personal development. When it comes to cooking tons of food to feed that army of loved ones…Well, ok, not all are loved ones but mums will be mums and feed them all anyway.

Self Growth Long Ago

Celebration

Alright, I’ll come clean and say this does not really always happen; not in this day and age. But I remember back when my grandmother did just that. My mother did the same and I was expected to as well. Much of what I learnt to do was expected and all part of a very strict and tough self growth philosophy. Do it or else…and ominous warning. So, I’ve probably let out woman’s prime secret here – my age…

Make no mistake, I love to cook, but I did not enjoy all those expectations and forced labours. The most dominant person, be it the father or sometimes the matriarch holds the power of your life conditions over you.

My Learning Experience

But in retrospect, I chose to see the value of those lessons. That is not to say I enjoyed myself. Far from it. I grew up in conditions that were so difficult and dangerous, I wondered how I survived.

You see, I choose to see my life from the perspective I have now as a learning experience. I most certainly do not want to ever return to those conditions again. It offered me the choice of what I really want to achieve in life. I want to be happy and make the life of my children and all those whose paths cross mine.

Instead of moaning and groaning and living in total regret, it is a time of celebration. You regret it, you are living it. I am being happy therefore I live the life I want. Learn to let go of that past anger. Embrace the joy and peace you receive.

Cooking for the Army

The army’s coming to dinner and Mums tend to be ready to welcome the entire brigade of relatives with open tables full of food!

Yes, I used to do that for my former husband’s family and their extended families. It was always me and my labour during Christmas, during Chinese New Year, during the numerous birthdays…I did not want their bullying. Never once was I given any appreciation. That of course is not a regret just saying what I no longer expect nor want.

Mums Rule

chinese food feast

But in retrospect, I love the adoration and the mums management choices within the supermarket and this is my kitchen. Since I can gather so many people together to eat the food I cook, I rule! That’s true wealth and I’m proud of it. This makes me a happy mum.

There is an army of greedy people coming soon and I have to go get the feed ready. But this is my army. It’s actually quite a feast of Indian Curries and Chinese cooking. Today, I have many hands helping me which makes this event so enjoyable. Anyone else wants to come and enjoy the feast?

So, all you greedy little people, go give mummy a great big hug and cook her dinner instead.

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