Disillusioned yet happy and hopeful
I know feeling sad doesn’t help. I know my Sinnavan is not coming back. Nothing is going to change anything; however, I feel. I know all that. And yet … it’s hard not to feel sad. Hard not to feel that sense of tragic loss. That ‘never being able to see, speak and spend time […]
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I don’t like goodbyes. Like I had written previously, I want to and like to be part of the welcome wagon. The wagon that invites and is full of smiles, bear hugs and happy times to look forward to. This time around, when sisters number 1 from England, and sisters number 2 and 4 arrived […]
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My sisters return to their homes in England and Australia tomorrow. The twelve days have gone past swiftly. I’m already missing them. In fact, I’ve been thinking of tomorrow since last Tuesday. It will be heartbreaking saying goodbye. As my mum used to say, ‘If you come, you have to go.’ Particularly because all her […]
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I’ve written six posts about my Sinnavan. This is post number seven. I feel like I want to keep writing about her. I want to keep remembering her. And, keep her present in my life. It’s somewhat like what sister number 1 said to me tearfully over the telephone, ‘If we can’t speak about our […]
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My husband and I got together with brother 2 and family to celebrate his birthday. It was a few hours of chatter, laughter and feasting. The company was good. Stories and happenings were shared particularly by the nieces and nephews. The food received many thumbs-ups with an ‘I will return for the sausages’ review. The […]
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In the first week, I visited two museums and walked in three parks. I watched a band at a local bar. Doing things, keeping busy should help. In the second week, my husband and I drove to Cherating in Pahang, and Terengganu for five nights. A change in scenery should help. Did it help? Yes and […]
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I’ve lost my sister. My best friend. My confidante. My second mum. My daily chat partner. Yes, everyday sister number 3 calls me between 12noon and 2pm, local time, depending on how long she has managed to sleep the night before in her home in London. When I’ve been out for lunch with family or […]
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It’s still my birthday month, yes, one more day to go. Last Tuesday, my mum-in-law asked about my birthday celebrations. I explained that it would continue until the end of March, as I cannot go cold turkey on my desserts. I needed a week to slowly wean myself off the sugar overload. Officially six and […]
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Six and a half decades. 23,741 days, 3,391 weeks, and 780 months. OMG. That’s a mighty long time to be around. Honestly, I didn’t think I’d get to this ripe old age. Why? I don’t actually know. Maybe, because my dad passed at 62. My maternal and paternal grandmothers also passed at 62. My mum lived to 90 […]
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The plan was good. The timing, not. My husband and I’ve been talking about flying to England to visit family for some months now. Over the last few weeks, we’ve been checking for the best fares and ideal flight times. Deliberation and a tad of blasé-ness lost us a couple of better fares, so we […]
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