A Day of Doing, a Moment of Receiving

Another full Saturday, but it started differently.
I went to Bio Medika lab in the morning for some health checks: urine test and a full abdominal ultrasound. Lately, I’ve been waking up with a dull pain in my lower right hip area. Not sharp, but enough to get my attention. The lab doctor casually mentioned it could be chronic appendicitis, the kind that comes and goes. The results wouldn’t be ready until late afternoon, so I had time to just wait and wonder.

But let me pause here to say: Bio Medika’s service was stellar.
From the security guard to the customer service staff, I felt like I was at a BCA branch or even onboard Singapore Airlines. Friendly, clear, fast, and warm. I didn’t expect to feel cared for in such a soft way in a clinical space. It felt like a gentle nudge from the universe: "You’re allowed to feel safe while being cared for."

Next, I reached out to my insurance agent, Claudia.
I just needed some direction: which hospital would be best, and what steps to take next. But Claudia went beyond. She sent not just hospital names but also specific doctors who could handle my case, complete with practice schedules. I felt supported. Like someone had my back without me needing to ask twice.

By 11 AM, I had to shift gears: parenting mode on.
We headed to Tendean to drop my daughter off at Tochaku Market, a cute bazaar full of girly trinkets: stickers, accessories, clothes, and tiny aesthetic things that bring joy. My daughter got herself some stickers, and I got her a dress that made her eyes light up. Food options were limited, so we walked to McDonald’s and tried their rendang series: spicy chicken rendang and burger rendang.

The day continued at full speed.
At 3 PM, we dropped by at Bio Medika to pick up the lab result. I don't really understand how to read as it looks too medical for me, so I asked ChatGPT. Since it's Saturday, we have limited options of related doctors to consult. So we decided to hold it until Monday (and I booked for Monday evening).

And the full speed continued.
30 minutes later, we picked up my youngest from the dorm and went as a family to the iCAN Education Fair. While registering, we bumped into Mba Lydia, who was there with her husband and kid too. A happy coincidence. The fair itself was quick. Not many booths, and honestly, most of the universities we’d already visited during our UK trip.

By 6 PM, we finally made it home.
I went straight to the kitchen to cook a quick dinner. Within 30 minutes, food was on the table: lettuce meatball soup, white cabbage with shrimp, yesterday’s leftover curry (made by my daughter), and simple tofu. The best kind of dinner: warm, fast, homemade. We sat around the table, chatting and laughing. The tiredness melted away with each bite and each smile.

And then, the evening brought something softer.
At 7:30 PM, I joined the opening circle of 21 Days of Receiving, a program led by Rahne. As I listened to her introduction, the softness in her tone, the gentleness of the workbook’s intention, something inside me softened too. Maybe because it had been such a full day of doing, running, solving, helping. That night, I didn’t need to do. I just needed to receive.

I’m learning that receiving isn’t something you earn; it’s something you allow.
And sometimes it takes a full day of output to remember: I am allowed to refill. I am allowed to pause. I am allowed to be supported, not just supportive.

So if you're reading this and feeling like you're always in motion (doing, giving, showing up), maybe today is your invitation to lean back just a little. Let the universe, or even just a stranger’s kindness, catch you for a moment.

You’ve done enough for today. Now breathe in. Let yourself receive.

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