Nightmares

I saw these images of mum on the hospital bed... Tubes everywhere, machine sounds.... She looked so desparate, and I cringed and felt so sick...

Lunar New year's day

Out on the taking a walk, close to midnight. Beautiful crisp air, surrounded by skyscrappers and the Waters of Vancouver Harbour. I was reminded that 7 years ago , February 2009, I came here for the first time on my wei back to Montreal after spending the first new years with mum and brother after dad passed. What a trip that was... How long ago that was and feels like!

Now alone here again. Wanted to meet my relatives but they don't have time (or don't want?) I didnt want to bother my friend too long (first day is a guest, second a nuisance, third a pest! Today is the third...) So I booked a hotel for tonight. I spoke to my cousin, the one working abroad in Singapore. Seems like she's alone and finding it tough to be away from family as well. After a while, we come to realise how important family is, how important home is. And we treasure those, value those, and keep them in our memories even long after they have gone.

Quiet way to spend the first day of the new year. Reminiscing the past, and looking forward to the future...

Eight years already

This time, eight years ago, dad left the world. In my arms, he breathed his last breath and left.

I can remember it well.. where it took place, who was all there, the sound of machines beeping more slowly. Mum weeping. It was a sad sad occasion.

I miss you dad...