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Saturday, May 20, 2006

Mother's Day

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This is my niece, Rin, holding a drawing for Mother's Day. *smilez* Mother's Day, a day of celebration to Mums all over the world. For my family, my mum came at about 4pm to celebrate with us on that day. We just ordered KFC delivery and spent the whole day at home, relaxing, talking and playing with the kids. It was nothing so special, but nonetheless, I hope my mum enjoyed herself. *smilez*

I was never close with my mum. Ever since primary school, my mum had been busy with her business, often going overseas. Things got worse when my parents divorced. She would only visit us once every couple of months. Between my mum and myself, things got to a pretty bad point when she remarried. She had asked all my other siblings for their permission and had told them of her intention. She had asked all, except me. I did not know she was going to remarry. Even for her marriage ceremony, I was told it was only going to be a simple reception. The true reason behind the reception was hidden from me. I could never understand why that was so, and I had never asked. I guess, till now, each time I remember the incident, I still feel kind of bitter and disappointed. *frownz*

My distant relationship with my mum and my closeness with my dad was the reason I stood up for a friend's dad two days ago. She was telling me how her dad and herself was never close, and how her dad's presence made little difference in her life. I told her that sometimes, fathers work in their quiet ways. They become the observer and especially when their children have grown up, they prefer their children to make their own choices. My case is the opposite of hers, I'm closer with my dad instead of my mum. Thus, I am able to understand how dads, in general, thinks and behaves. *smilez*

I guess, to each his or her own opinions. Based on different experiences, people will have different views. Sometimes, I do wonder if things could have been better for me and my family in the past. But to live in the past is something we should not do. Everything that happened in your past was meant to bring you to the choices you have right now. All of us should live in the present. As what I have recently read in an email and which I totally agree to, "Reminisce the past, hope for the future, and cherish the present. Live your life, enjoy it and savour the precious moments in your life." *smilez*

---An Endless Story---

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