Hello there, Stranger!
Welcome to my humble little blog.

The name's Tammie, but friends call me Tam (not 'thumb').

Who am I, you ask?
I'm not that smart top-scorer girl in your class.
I'm not that pretty lass you always see on the streets either.
I am passionate, stubborn and emotional.
My absolute most favorite thing to do is hanging out with people I care & love.
My passion burns for Jesus & photography.
I wish to travel more and see more.

This blog was created so I get to jot down my feelings.
Happenings in life.
That is, if I'm not too lazy to update ;)

Today I found out how fortunate I am to have parents who does not give me everything I want.

During my childhood, it was so difficult to get my mother to buy me any thing I want in the shopping mall.
Even if I begged, pout, pulled a long dark face or cried, she is always firm in her answer, No.
Don't get me wrong, my mother always provide me with things I need, just not all the things I want.
I want toys, I want candies, I want useless products that looks good. Unlike me, she knows those things aren't beneficial for me, so she needs to make the decision for me.

As I grew up, my mother starts to introduce me to responsibility and independence.
She would make me go to shops and buy stuff on my own. Cook lunch or dinner for the family. Give me the responsibility of looking after my younger siblings. If she and dad have to go out and run some errands, she would drill in me that I have to feed them and not let them stay up so late at night.

At that time I felt that she was so nagging and annoying. I swore to myself that I would never be a mother like that.

I understand now why she was so 'hard' on me. Because she was the eldest daughter in her family too. I used to complain for being the first child in the family.

She knows how important it was for the first-born to learn to be independent and responsible.
Ma, thank you for this hard to learn, yet precious lesson in life.
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