Life Story: Back to Our Kajang's Home —A Home Full of Memories

There’s something deeply emotional about returning to a place that once held your everyday life. For us, that place is Kajang—our very first home as a family. We left it a year ago, not knowing when (or if) we’d come back. And this end of April, as we stepped through the front door once again, it felt like time folded in on itself.

Our Kajang home isn’t just a house—it’s a memory capsule.

It’s where our journey as a little family truly began. The space where our son grew from baby steps to full-on toddler mode. The kitchen where we cooked late-night meals and had meaningful conversations. The living room where toys were always scattered and laughter echoed. Even the quiet corners of the house carry stories—of tired nights, warm hugs, silly dances, and deep talks.

Leaving Kajang last year was a hard decision. Life brought us to Borneo for a new season, and while that chapter was full of growth and adventure, there was always a part of me that missed home—our Kajang home. The familiar scent of our bedsheets, the way the morning light peeked through the bedroom curtains, even the nearby food spots we used to frequent.

Coming back recently felt surreal.

Everything was familiar yet slightly different. Our son is bigger now. We’ve changed too—stronger, more grounded, more grateful. Stepping into this home again brought a wave of nostalgia. We sat in our old spots, revisited the memories, and breathed in the comfort of a place that once held our everyday life.

It reminded me that homes are more than addresses. They are chapters in our lives. And Kajang will always be our first chapter—the one filled with learning, love, and growth.

I don’t know how long we’ll stay this time, or where life will lead us next. But I do know this:
Returning to Kajang feels like finding a piece of myself I didn’t realize I had left behind.