My vocation - raising my child

I write this in Bintan Island (on duty travel) whilst waiting to board the ferry back home to Singapore.

My duty travels over the past 12 years revealed that there's no place like home.

Barack Obama recently wrote an apology to his daughters for spending so much time away from them.

Our children grow so quickly. This I know. And the world will still be waiting when my son is old enough to follow his own path.

I have frequently asked myself what I want to look back on in the years to come - that I left home to pursue my career and find myself or that I put my child first for the few years he was given into my care?

I know I will find no higher calling, greater blessing than the process of raising my child.