Davin Indah Love story

To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven. A time to be born, and a time to die. A time to plant, and a time to uproot. A time to kill, and a time to heal. A time to tear down, and a time to build. A time to weep, and a time to laugh. A time to mourn, and a time to dance. A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them. A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing. A time to search, and a time to give up. A time to keep, and a time to let go. A time to tear, and a time to mend. A time to be silent, and a time to speak. A time to love, and a time to hate. A time for war, and a time for peace. He has made everything beautiful in its time. (Ecclesiastes 3:1–11) These are the seasons of life that every one of us must go through. Everything in this life has an expiry date—except the love of God. This is a personal reminder to myself, especially in this season I’m in. I was frustrated when three weeks passed and nothing seemed to bear fruit. I star...

Last week, I made a decision to empty myself through intentional fasting—12 hours a day from Monday to Friday. I hoped that in doing so, I could find clarity and hear what God wants me to do, especially in this new venture I’ve embarked on. My heart and mind were completely fixed on this business. I held on to it tightly, as if it were the only thing I had. As I entered those five days of fasting, I expected a miracle—something big, like someone making a booking, or a travel agent agreeing to partner with me. But what I experienced was the opposite. Over the weekend, I felt deeply troubled. I had no peace. It was as though I had fallen into the darkest pit of my soul. Anxiety, worry, disillusionment, guilt, doubt, and fear of failure all came crashing down at once. I felt distant from God—as if He wasn’t doing what He was “supposed” to do. I even asked Him for a clear, physical sign—perhaps testing Him. I asked for a miracle to help pay for our kids’ tuition, an unexpected burden we ha...

This is our first small storage the host our winter items. It's compact and just perfect for our current inventory. I hope it can grow bigger and help to serve more people.

It’s been 10 days since our soft launch—nothing major has happened yet, but I still want to pause and celebrate this small but meaningful milestone. 📅  5 May 2025  – Soft launch 📅  10 May 2025  – Official website launch 📅  15 May 2025  – Reached 210 organic Instagram followers 📅  16 May 2025  – First collaboration discussion with our laundry partner; we're planning to roll out a sustainable inventory program by the end of this month One of our friends once shared a beautiful analogy with me:  “Faith like potatoes.” When we plant potatoes, we can’t see the fruit right away—it grows underground. But we trust the process, believing that with the right care and patience, good potatoes will eventually appear. That’s exactly how I feel right now. The fruits of my labour are still hidden. It’s early days, and there’s a lot of trial and error as I figure out how to generate leads, identify target areas, and refine our strategy. I truly hope someo...

After a week since our official launch, nothing has happened yet. No try-on bookings. Doubt began to seep in—did I make the right decision? Is WinterBuddy truly what God wants me to do? Part of me feels convinced that yes, this is God’s calling. But another part questions whether  I  really want this, or if perhaps God is calling me to simply be a stay-at-home mom. I found myself torn—especially as the reality seems to support the latter. Last Friday, our family attended a vocation talk by two priests and two sisters. I recalled one sister’s story about her discernment. During the Eucharistic consecration, she asked God for a sign—confirmation that becoming a nun was His will, not hers. And the answer she received was: “I already gave you the way.” When she asked again, the same answer came. That stayed with me. I realized there’s nothing wrong with asking God for confirmation—just like a confused child seeking assurance. Even 2,000 years ago, Jesus’ disciples needed signs. He...

After months of preparation and navigating various challenges, we finally soft-launched WinterBuddy. The journey has not been easy. We’ve learned a lot along the way—from registering the business, which took longer than expected, to making critical decisions that carry significant consequences. Initially, we applied for a Limited Partnership, then switched to a Limited Liability Partnership. Registering the business alone took nearly two months. The website creation process was another rollercoaster. We engaged a third-party team to help develop our site and system. Although we started conversations in late February or early March, the process has dragged on for over two months. I initially thought building the website would be straightforward. However, the back-end development turned out to be more complex, especially since we wanted a curated and customized site aligned with our vision. To meet our target launch in early May—aiming to coincide with the June/July school holidays—we ha...