This (the title) is one of my favourite quotes. However, it is only very recently when I truly realised what it means.
Some of my readers who had read my old blog, davaomommy.com, would know “Honey.” Yep, I’m talking about the ex-yaya. The ex-yaya. She who must not be named unless I had no choice. I wrote an entire freaking saga about her, and I thought that ever since she left — with all the unnecessary drama not to mention — that chapter of my life was officially closed.
Until last week.
I didn’t want to write about it, but this is part of my life and I decide to share it with you. Perhaps to warn, perhaps to entertain, or perhaps just to tell the story of how an employer who tried her best to be good still ends up betrayed.