Reflections at T1
Today went to fetch my mom at the airport. And two thoughts emerged from the 1 hour plus I was there.The first was how grateful I felt when I saw my mom back, just thinking about stuff, and how I often take her and my other family members for granted. Sometimes Im sad how my brother doesnt realli treat the family as being all too impt, and I just hope he will be around in case anything happens, and does not regret it like the last time when he did not spend enough time with my grandpa before he passed on. I think the late Rueben Kee's dad is right, we should make an effort to tell our parents when we leave, and greet them when we come back, simply to let them know we're around. Cos life is too unpredictable, and you never know what may happen.
Secondly, I realised that I have not left on a plane to anywhere since 1999, thats like 8 years. And somehow I dont realli feel it. Even my mom asked me "Eh, you dont wanna go anywhere ah?". Well, not dat I din try, but perhaps God just wants me to stay here. And besides evrything is good over here, so I guess Ill take my time, hopefully I can go soon, but never mind for the moment its ok. Just tired at times, seeing ppl off, and welcoming them back, and you're never the one.
And on a sidenote, my mom brought to fabulous adidas jerseys from HK, one in the VJ yellow and black concept, and the other is a real madrid training jersey. Im gonna wear to training tomorrow, dont care.
Dats all for now, thanx again 28, i realli app. it.
Out.
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