Davin Indah Love story

Today, I declared that I am enough. Enough of chasing things that are not in season yet. Enough of trying to be “God.” Enough of doing more than what I’m called to do. Enough of worrying endlessly about my career and future. Enough of hustling aimlessly just to feel productive. The past few days, I felt lost. I worried about my business, our finances, and the future. I started thinking about doing everything possible — becoming a Lalamove driver, working longer hours, pushing myself harder — because I felt like maybe I hadn’t done enough. But eventually, when I tried to carry more than what God actually asked of me, I became frustrated, exhausted, and hard on myself. Looking around me, seeing people getting retrenched and struggling financially breaks my heart. I wanted to help them, but I felt helpless because honestly, I was struggling too. No matter how hard I tried, my business still felt like it wasn’t moving anywhere. Then this morning during my quiet time with God, He brought me...

The past 2 days, I was in “panic attack” mode. Suddenly I felt anxious. My mind became noisy. I started making decisions without really thinking clearly. I was confused. Stuck. Worried about how this business will move forward. I revamped the website. Ran social media ads. Reached out to previous customers. But nothing happened. The inbox stayed empty. No WhatsApp enquiries. No bookings. Slowly, I started doubting myself. Out of panic, I opened LinkedIn, JobStreet, and Glassdoor and started applying for jobs — honestly, even jobs that I myself was not sure about. Maybe I just wanted to feel useful again. To feel productive. To feel like I was doing “something” instead of waiting. But strangely, there was still no peace inside me. So I decided to slow down. I went for Mass. Spent some quiet time. And in the morning during my cardio time, I listened to sermons by Rick Warren. Interestingly, he talked about God’s timing. God has His own timetable. And His time is very different from ours ...

Since no one really planned anything for me this year, I decided to pamper myself instead 😊 At first, I wanted to go to JB alone by public bus, just to have a little “me time.” But when my husband found out, he decided to take WFH and accompany me. So I told him jokingly, “Today is not a couple date okay… it’s still my day. You just happen to be there.” 😆 We started the morning with dimsum breakfast while the car was getting its own pampering at a nearby car wash. After that, we watched “Devil Wears Prada 2” — honestly the kind of movie I would never get to watch with the whole family. The movie was interesting in a deeper way. It showed the toxic side of corporate life, the arrogance of bosses, but also reminded me that even strong and difficult people still need someone who understands them as a human being. One thing that stayed with me was this: Sometimes we work so hard and genuinely think we are doing the right thing, but if it doesn’t solve the biggest pain point of the person...

I felt a little sad and disappointed this Mother’s Day. Maybe I expected too much. Maybe I’ve been carrying so much silently that people no longer see it. Or maybe… I’ve become “the strong woman” everyone assumes is always okay. At the beginning, I already knew that having 3 boys probably means no romantic surprises, flowers, or emotional Mother’s Day messages 😅 So honestly, I didn’t expect gifts. But deep down, I thought maybe there would at least be a simple special dinner planned for me. Instead… nothing happened 😂 I still had to collect the shoes for our youngest son, settle a quick dinner for everyone, watch the family movie, clean the bed, and do simple household chores because our helper was off duty. And somewhere in the middle of all that, I suddenly realised… Motherhood can feel very invisible sometimes. So this Thursday, I decided to give myself a small gift instead. A little solo escape to JB: 2-hour massage, movie marathon nobody else would enjoy 😂 (Michael Jackson docu...

What’s the most demoralising part of running a small business? It’s when you feel like you’ve given your best… but nothing seems to happen. You spend hours creating content you believe could help people, but barely anyone reads it. You build a website with care and hope, but only a few people click on it. And the hardest part? You realise you have no control over who becomes your customer. Deep down, I’ve always believed that every customer who comes to us is not because of our own greatness or strength — but truly God’s grace and provision. Still, there are days filled with disappointment and silent doubts. But somehow… hope comes again. Last month, we received a booking for a trip happening next year. Yesterday, another customer contacted us because they needed winter jackets for working inside a cold room. And last night, someone booked a try-on session for her December holiday — even though it’s still 6 months away. Sometimes God sends encouragement in unexpected ways. Just enough ...

When I first started WinterBuddy, I remembered a story about two builders who wanted to build a house. Both started with almost nothing. The first builder simply began with whatever he had. It wasn’t perfect. He didn’t have enough resources, enough knowledge, or even a clear guarantee that it would work. But he started anyway. As he continued building, little by little, help came along. Neighbours chipped in. Family supported him. Opportunities appeared. Within a year, the house was built. The second builder spent all his time waiting for the “right time.” He kept planning, strategising, and overthinking every detail. But because he never truly started, nothing was ever built. Looking back now, I realise I was probably like the first builder. When I started WinterBuddy, I honestly didn’t have much. My capital was very small. I didn’t know the market well. I didn’t know how to build a website. I was terrible at accounting and analysing backend numbers. Most of the operational side of ru...