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The Bionic 4-Year Review

ReviewI was randomly going through my blog posts today (one of those days I remember I have a blog!) when I came across this blog and looking at the date posted, I realised it’s been exactly 4 years since my re-implantation.

I can’t believe that much time has passed; it feels like it was only a year ago, 2 at the most, but then again, I really have no sense of time the younger I get – it’s not unusual for me to forget how young I am or get my days mixed up! 4 years down the line, I have absolutely no regrets about updating my CI. The way my hearing has improved over the years since still shocks me. I can hear a lot more than I used to without looking at the face talking. I overhear conversations on the train, in my work kitchen, on the street. And there are some conversations I really wish I could ‘un-hear’!

Telephone conversations are almost easy these days in the right setting; I had a 27 minutes conversation over the phone with my Mummy the other day and no-one was more surprised than I was! I still take advantage of live captioning/communication support for work meetings when I can though as it gives me room to think and make notes.

When mini-me was about to turn 2, I could hear her and all her babblings; most times I understood what she had said even if no one else did. Half the time, I was the interpreter between her and her Dad! I don’t know why I understood what she said sometimes when others didn’t; perhaps it was familiarity and that thing they call ‘mother’s intuition’. Whatever the reason, I am thankful for that stage. And as time passes, her speech is getting clearer, her words are getting more diverse and her vocabulary is expanding! Just the other day, after dismantling one of her arts/crafts projects from the nursery, she realises its broken and promptly shouts out, “Mummy! Oh no, it broken”; then when I reply, she says, “don’t worry mummy, I fix it” and gave me a very assured look. I mean, when did she pick up the phrase ‘don’t worry’!? This hearing journey would be boring without her!

So exactly 1,461 days since my re-implantation, I feel I need to stop what I am doing and take stock. I am thankful for the improvements I have seen in my hearing over the past 4 years, and I do not take it for granted. I am thankful for advances in Science and Technology that made it all possible and most especially, I am thankful to God for gifting humans with the incredible ability to come up with such inventions and innovations!

I once wrote briefly about how I was worried I wouldn’t understand my baby when she starts talking and afraid that I would miss out on having conversations with her. Today, looking into my heart, I can honestly say that’s no longer the case. Yes, I still have those moments where she says something and no matter how many times she repeats herself, I can’t quite grasp what she’s saying and for just a moment, I feel a pang of pain and sadness and worry; worry about what this breakdown in communication may mean for her as she grows older. But as quickly as it comes, it passes too. I remember that she’s still developing, and one day, her speech will become so clear that I would barely miss a word. I remember that 12,205 days ago, I was born and I didn’t know how to say a word either! Yet look at me now.

So no matter where you are in life, remember that no condition is permanent. Don’t allow your present circumstances to dictate your future or determine how you feel.

I don’t know what the future holds for mini-me and I and this hearing journey, but I’m so excited and I can’t wait to spend my days conversing with her and seeing the world through her eyes!


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“One feels the excitement of hearing an untold story!” – John Hope


Bionic Woman’s The Return


I’m Baaaaaccckkkk!!!

Okay, in case it wasn’t obvious already, i’m back!

After deciding to take an indefinite break from blogging following the birth of my precious mini-me, I think it’s time to get back in the game. More so because I’m in that head space where I’m constantly questioning the things I do/have done in my life so far – am I leaving a legacy that my children can be proud of?! What will people say about me at my funeral? What the heck am I currently doing with my life and is it worth it??

Although these thoughts may seem a bit bleak to some people, I think it’s absolutely necessary to ask ourselves these questions at least throughout the year and check that we are still on track, still living on purpose for a purpose, one day at a time.

Motherhood, wifehood, working life has been so, so, so all-consuming that I’m afraid I may have lost a little part of me at some point in the midst of all that. Motherhood is life-changing; that goes without saying. Wifehood is…where do I start?! I’ll say this just once – when you get married, if you are thinking of getting married, if you are on the verge of getting married, you better know exactly why you are getting married. Because it is nothing like your imagination is probably telling you it is. In fact, strip away every expectations you have about marriage, romance, etc before you get carried over the threshold or vice versa! Marriage is fire; be prepared to go through the fire because that’s the only way you can be transformed hopefully into a better you! Anyway, that’s another blog post there!

In reflection, I remembered why I had started this blog in the first place which I blogged about here. I wanted to keep fresh in my mind that the things I do/achieve in spite of my hearing loss, were not for me to take for granted or take all the glory. I remembered when I first came to the UK with my Daddy shortly after losing my hearing and we stayed in Scotland to see a hearing specialist and one day, Daddy wrote me a letter for me to read (he and Mummy have always written me letters to tell me about something detailed on their mind and because of my hearing loss, they write it down to make sure I get it completely). I don’t remember the contents of the letter but there’s one thing I have never been able to forget (though not verbatim) – in the letter, he said something along the lines of he believed without a doubt that one day, God would restore my hearing.

So for the years that followed, that was always somewhere in the shadows of my mind, popping up once in while during moments of feeling down about my lack of hearing. When I was going through the period of being implanted, I used to wonder, is this implant the healing that my Daddy believes will be mine one day? I think because of that, I had certain expectations about my very first Switch-On. Needless to say, over the years as a Bionic Woman, I have become more and more convinced that I am healed. And along those lines, God has been stripping away my expectations of that healing. I don’t think I’m quite there yet, but I’m getting there by His grace.

I hope this time, I won’t let go again and I won’t forget why I am me, why I am here in this world. Because no matter whether I live for 5 more years or 50 more years, I want to know and be sure in my heart that I’m living on purpose. That’s the only way to live.


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If you are not ready to die, you are not ready to live.

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Bionic Woman and…Motherhood!

imagesIt’s been more than a year since I last posted on this blog. So I am a bit rusty, or at least I feel very new to this now.

In that time, a lot has changed. My hearing journey has reached a whole new level since I became a mother three months ago. Yep, I’m now responsible for the life of a little human forever…

To some part of me, it’s still unbelievable. I knew one day I would be a mum and yes, it’s something I earnestly hoped for but of course the little human’s existence and eventual arrival did come as a surprise haha…

Everyday I wear my CI 24/7, never taking it off even when sleeping because I need to be able to hear her if she is crying or awake in the middle of the night.

So far it’s been going well and what has been surprising is that I do get woken up by her even when I’m fast asleep. That’s surprising because for many years post-CI, I’ve never slept with my CI before so have not been disturbed or woken by sounds in my sleep. Because of this, I was afraid I’d sleep right through the baby’s cries! Thankfully, though that has happened a couple of times, the hubby has been my backup and always there to wake me up if I happen to be so tired that even a klaxon near my ears wouldn’t have woken me up!

At 3 months, the little human is already babbling and making what sounds to me like singing without words, especially when she is interacting with her musical mobile or me. It sounds beautiful!

I have heard her laugh properly for the first time and it was so pure! There truly is nothing like the laughter of a baby.

One of my earnest prayers is that I won’t miss her first word. And hopefully it will be ‘Mama’!



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Experiencing the joy of motherhood – everyday!

Acknowledging Our Weakness

Acknowledging Our Weakness
by Charles R. Swindoll

For indeed He was crucified because of weakness, yet He lives because of the power of God. For we also are weak in Him, yet we will live with Him because of the power of God directed toward you.   —2 Corinthians 13:4

Our Father, we all struggle with weakness. We’re reminded almost every day that we don’t have it all together. We need You. We have heartaches and disappointments that haven’t gone away . . . the grief of broken relationships, illnesses, and recent deaths. We invite You to enter in, Lord. Enter into all of that on our behalf. Through Your presence may we find relief and release from that which has bound us, tied us up within. We’re able to take only so much, and sometimes we come to a virtual breaking point. In our times of physical and emotional weakness, we need Your comfort and Your strength.

We are also stalked by sin. We need Your grace. Sin has taken a terrible toll on the human condition. And though we are well-versed in every possible way of ignoring it or explaining it away, today we come to terms with it. Surely we have failed or fallen in some area just this week, and the ache of that nags us and troubles us—some needless words, some outburst of anger, some lingering resentment, or some caustic response. Lord, thank You for the blood of Christ that keeps on cleansing us from all sins, including these. Forgive us, our Father. Remove from us the enemy’s desire to make us ashamed and to drag us under the load of that failure. May we remember that in Your grace You not only forgive, You wipe the slate clean. Thank You that You know our weakness and love us nevertheless.

In the name of Jesus I pray. Amen.

See also Romans 8:26; 15:1; 1 Corinthians 1:25; Hebrews 4:15.

Excerpted from The Prayers of Charles R. Swindoll, Volume 2, Copyright © 2012 by Charles R. Swindoll, Inc. All rights reserved worldwide.


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To share your weakness is to make yourself vulnerable; to make yourself vulnerable is to show your strength. – Criss Jami

Fighting Against Self-Focus

Fighting Against Self-Focus
by Charles R. Swindoll

Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit, but with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves; do not merely look out for your own personal interests, but also for the interests of others.  —Philippians 2:3-4

Our Father, we who operate in such selfish realms often find ourselves preoccupied with stuff of our own. We focus on messes we’ve made back in the yesterdays of our lives, consumed with fears of tomorrow, knowing our propensity toward messing things up and uncertain about where this will lead. And then, of all things, in this ever-present now, we find ourselves again preoccupied with what someone may think . . . or say or do or how we will look in their eyes.

Deliver us, Father, if only for today, from our preoccupation with self. Help us to envision You as King, the very essence of life—God over all; God who forgives all messes, who understands all frustrations, who calms all fears; King who reigns over our lives supremely. Because we have come to the cross and met You on Your terms, Lord, may we understand that Your will is really best, even when we cannot explain it, understand it, or for that matter, defend it. You’re King. You’re the Monarch, the Master. We’re the servants. You’re the Potter, we’re the clay.

Whatever it is we are dealing with today, quiet our spirits. Bring Your presence to our immediate attention. May it eclipse everything else. May Your sovereignty reassure us and Your hand on our life humble us.

In the great name of Your Son, Jesus, our King, our Lord, and our life. Amen.

See also Proverbs 23:6; Matthew 23:25; James 3:14, 16.

Excerpted from The Prayers of Charles R. Swindoll, Volume 2, Copyright © 2012 by Charles R. Swindoll, Inc. All rights reserved worldwide.


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Above all the grace and the gifts that Christ gives to his beloved is that of overcoming self. – St. Francis of Assisi

For Finding Rest in God

For Finding Rest in God
by Charles R. Swindoll

On God my salvation and my glory rest;
The rock of my strength, my refuge is in God.
Trust in Him at all times, O people;
Pour out your heart before Him;
God is a refuge for us.
—Psalm 62:7-8

Our dear Father, we are grateful for the rest that is found in Christ. Our souls were like waves crashing against a shoreline, and our lives were in tumult and disarray, confusion and chaos. And then You rescued us. You brought us forgiveness and relief, and You introduced us to a wonderful four-letter word that has become for us a lifeline for survival: rest. Thank You for the peace that accompanies this rest. Thank You for the freedom from worry. Thank You for carrying the weights that we used to carry on our own shoulders, for giving us literally thousands of promises that become ours to claim, to grow in, and to be comforted by.

Father, You have the ability, being who You are, to know each need in each heart, each concern in each mind. So we pause and release to You those things that have plagued us long enough. We give them over to You now. In doing so, we invite the Spirit of God to plow the soil of our souls so the seed of God’s Word can be sown, take root, and be watered in time so as to produce spiritual abundance.

We commit these valued moments to You, resting in You. And may this allow us to be lost in wonder and love and praise. In Jesus’s name, amen.

See also Genesis 2:2-3; Joshua 21:44; Psalm 22:2-3; Hebrews 4:9.

Excerpted from The Prayers of Charles R. Swindoll, Volume 2, Copyright © 2012 by Charles R. Swindoll, Inc. All rights reserved worldwide.


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Thou hast made us for Thyself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it finds its rest in Thee. – Augustine of Hippo, The Confessions of Saint Augustine

Forgive Our Trespasses

Forgive Our Trespasses
by Charles R. Swindoll

“Open shame belongs to us, O Lord, to our kings, our princes and our fathers, because we have sinned against You. To the Lord our God belong compassion and forgiveness, for we have rebelled against Him; nor have we obeyed the voice of the LORD our God, to walk in His teachings which He set before us through His servants the prophets.”   —Daniel 9:8-10

Forgive us, our Father, for being attracted to the pleasures of sin . . . to what appears to be full of ecstasy and satisfaction but is, in fact, empty and stupid. Thank You for bringing conviction, for pointing out our rebellion. We need that reminder every day, so that we might invest ourselves in that which endures. We want to pursue the things of God, the things You consider important and valuable—a righteous walk, a pure heart, a committed lifestyle. We long to place family above fortune and purpose above fame and righteousness above riches.

Our Father, You instruct us and teach us in the way we should go. Thank You for that. You shine a bright light on our path from Your Word. Thank You for the relief that comes with being forgiven and the peace of mind that accompanies a clean heart. Finally, thank You for Your mercies, new every morning, and Your grace, needed every day.

We thank You in the dear name of Jesus. Amen.

See also Matthew 6:12; Acts 10:43; Ephesians 1:7; Hebrews 9:22.

Excerpted from The Prayers of Charles R. Swindoll, Volume 2, Copyright © 2012 by Charles R. Swindoll, Inc. All rights reserved worldwide.


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To be a Christian means to forgive the inexcusable because God has forgiven the inexcusable in you. – C. S. Lewis

Hello 2014!


Wishing you all a wonderful year ahead and may all your hopes and dreams for this year manifest surprisingly and far beyond your wildest expectations!

Happy New Year!

Much love and blessings,

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                                “Live well, laugh often, love much!”

For a Heart of Service

For a Heart of Service
by Charles R. Swindoll

“For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve,
and to give His life a ransom for many.”

—Mark 10:45

It’s a pretty awesome thing, Lord, to be in Your service. It’s a lot easier to begin and run a company, even a big corporation, than it is to serve the body of Christ. As humans, we see the outward appearance, but You look at the heart. We reward achievements that everybody notices, but You reward those things that nobody knows about. You reward motives behind actions. You reward generosity that is never publicly announced. You reward sacrifice, which is merely the MO of a real servant. And so, Father, thank You for the joy of serving You—supporting Your work, believing in Your ministry, trusting You with our whole hearts, and leaning not on our own understanding.

Guide us, O Lord. Our desire is to serve with quality, authenticity, humility, grace, mercy, and compassion. May we serve better in deeds than in words. Make us a people who have a heart for the whole world, not just our own little backyard. Guard us from acts of the flesh, from foolish decisions, from rash actions, from impatient reactions, from selfish motives. Lord, Your reputation is at stake, not ours. We hold You in highest esteem. Our desire is to know Christ intimately, and in knowing Him, to model His life of service in an authentic manner.

We pray this in His name. Amen.

See also Isaiah 32:17; Romans 12:1; Ephesians 2:8-10; 1 Timothy 1:12.

Excerpted from The Prayers of Charles R. Swindoll, Volume 2, Copyright © 2012 by Charles R. Swindoll, Inc. All rights reserved worldwide.


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The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.
― Mahatma Gandhi

For Generating a Gentle Spirit

For Generating a Gentle Spirit
by Charles R. Swindoll

If we live by the Spirit, let us also walk by the Spirit. Let us not become boastful, challenging one another, envying one another. Brethren, even if anyone is caught in any trespass, you who are spiritual, restore such a one in a spirit of gentleness; each one looking to yourself, so that you too will not be tempted. Bear one another’s burdens, and thereby fulfill the law of Christ.   —Galatians 5:25-6:2

We are very thankful, Father, that in the process of our spiritual growth You remind us of the importance of gentleness: Your Word not only instructs us in what we’re to do, it also shows us how to do it. We remember what Paul wrote to the Thessalonians . . . he gently dealt with them as a mother with a nursing child. Help us, Father, to have that kind of gracious, gentle spirit—especially those of us who tend to be impatient with others who are not as quick on their feet . . . or those of us who are healthy and lack compassion for others who are not as strong . . . or those of us who find delight in accomplishments but lack empathy for others who are not as productive. It’s so easy for all of us—if not verbally, at least in our minds—to compete, to look down on others, to complain and to compare. May we, through Your Spirit’s power, become more like our gentle Savior, who promised, “My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” Like our Master and Lord, may our encounters with others be easy and bring light. Meet our needs in a very special way, especially our need for a gentle and quiet spirit.

In the name of Your gracious Son. Amen.

See also Matthew 5:5; 11:29-30; Galatians 5:22-23; 1 Thessalonians 2:7.

Excerpted from The Prayers of Charles R. Swindoll, Volume 1, Copyright © 2010 by Charles R. Swindoll, Inc. All rights reserved worldwide.


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Our identity rests in God’s relentless tenderness for us revealed in Jesus Christ.
― Brennan Manning, Abba’s Child: The Cry of the Heart for Intimate Belonging

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