my mom is here from HK, for 3 weeks...
Many had asked....why didnt i ask her to stay i toronto for good after my dear Brother David's
death last yr......
reason is simple....i know her and i respect her.
she learned to email with me at the age of 70...she's now 75
only reason she learned that is to communicate with me better...cos when i talk on the phone
or in person....i can express myself 100%......in words.....i can...or at least closer.
she wants to understand me more....this is Y she learned....
I still remembered when we were little, she told all the kids, mY elder brother,twin sister sarah
and me....2 things,
1)When we grow older...become so called adult, dont be bothered have the idea of thinking
have to live with her my mom. She will find her place to retire maybe where her college friends
settle....plus when one grow old....one beocme draggy....asking the kids this n that, she
explicitly warned us...'dont mind me that, just part of process of anyone growing old'.
So, when she did that....right away....i remembered her words.
2)Never afraid of death....and there's nothing to be afraid of, cos we know whoever died first is
like going to a trip first...we'll oneday meet. That's her faith. And that had influenced me for life.
Really i m not afraid of death.
She. my mom freed us from the fear of death and the obligated idea of a must take care of
mom or dad. That makes me wants to love her more.Cos I see everyday complain how
someone's mom is pressuring her tnagible or intangible to take care of mom.
Last night we were gathered at some little chinese restaurant which my mom likes, cos in5
days she'll be leaving for HK again where she felt comforatble.....me, my sisters, my EX, her
husband,sisters husband, 2 kids, my daughter, sister's daughter bf and friend and my best
friend who looks like Mr. Clean. We had a pre bday dinner with mom .Her bday is on April23\
(1 day b4 Queen Elizabeth's bday-that's how she made us remebered the bday) at some pt
I did beleieve she had the same bday as Queen Elizabeth the 2nd.
we first ordred few great dishes and eat-part1
and chit and chat and bring out that little cake ebough for 6 maybe ahah but have to divide into 16.
and we sing
'Happy bday to you............happy bday to you' in that crowded chinese traditional restaurant.
we were happy .My mom is happy.
She is happy happy whatever is given.
she is my mm Susan and I love her...not restrcited by time and space
even in here i m sharing to you. She wouldnt know....but aint that enough
for a kid to love a mom like this...
i m getting old....n i hope to grow old llike her
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a journey of feeling content. Everyday i pray this little prayer sometimes with my eyes closed sometimes not..... let me be real let me be honest let m