The time has come

I'd like to write about my current maid today.  No, no, I'm not gonna rant, and this is likely to be my second last post on her.... well, because she's going home.  Her home.  For good.

I'd also like to say that at this moment, neither she nor us is celebrating.  She is leaving on a good note, eventhough it was due to those few rotten episodes a few months back that led to this decision.

Like a couple in relationship, when there is a huge row, one party suggests a breakup, and after a few more times of this, the other party finally relents.  So this was the case between us, as she mentioned a few times that she wants to back out of her extension contract (she asked for a heavy increment for her extension till May 2014 which we agreed without hesitation).  "If that is your heart's desire, than I will honor it,"  I said at that time.

Fast forward now, the time has finally come.  Although I was expecting my new maid since February who was delayed due to some documentation hiccup,  I am not emotionally prepared to let go of my current one.  Yea, she may have flaws, she may have made my blood boil and tempted me to sin, she may have given me some tough, challenging days or weeks, but she was and at this time, by far... the maid that I loved the most.  The one that I cared for the most.

I couldn't bring myself to break the news to her, so I let hubby do it.  Her first words was, she didn't want to go.  I don't know if she meant, she didn't want to go back prematurely (her current contract ends in a month's time) or she didn't want to go leave us.

Whatever it is, I'll be keeping busy the next one week with settling the maid's outgoing needs.  I wish her well and I wish she stay faithful to God and count on Him at all times.  I hope the skills and values she learned during her stint here will find her a good job in her country (although unlikely she will find one so well paying as her current one now) and maybe one day, settle down with a good Christian man.

Sharing a crazy moment with the kids

In a week's time, we will bid her adieu.  I'm grateful that she's given me my freedom to move around while she handled the house chores, prepared the meals and watched the kids.  Despite our differences.  I guess it's never easy putting two ladies together, what more, from different backgrounds and culture - living under the same roof for close to 3 years. 

Till we meet again... if ever.

Good bye and God bless, Kea Net.