Typhoon Mangkhut turned out to be as devastating as forecasted. Countless trees were fallen all over the city. Seeing the ravaged city streets feels a little apocalyptic, don’t recall seeing the city like this ever before. Luckily, no human lives were lost due to the storm.
As the city recovers from the storm, my little cold war with my mom is slowly fading away. Haven’t had dinner at home during weekdays since the argument with my mom broke out over dinner a couple of weeks ago. I’ve been avoiding conversations with my mom and have turned down her daily dinner invitations. It doesn’t feel good to turn her down, but I think it’s the right thing to do, it’s always difficult during the transitioning period before a new (and hopefully) better habit/routine kicks in, right?
Had dinner at home tonight as I’ve promised my mom that I’ll have dinner at home on Sundays and not weeknights from now on. Will probably make an exception tomorrow as it’s Mid-Autumn festival.
May God continue to help the city recover from the storm while reconciling me and my mom after the argument.
