We lived a month in Penang, through dragon dances for the Chinese New Year and the Kavadi “dances” for the Tamil Thaipusam. We learnt so much.
But you know what my best memory from Penang is?
Singing “How far I’ll go” out loud for about a 1km walk with the kids under the sun headed to this temple.
And getting there soaked in sweat but with no crisis, just happy faces and big smiles. Still singing.
Every time I hear that song, it brings me right back to that amazing afternoon, which had nothing amazing about it except for the fact that I took a chance in a Malaysian city I didn’t know with two small kids, all by myself.
It made me feel like there really is no limit to how far I’ll go…