On the 8th day of 2019, I received tragic news
that one of my good friend’s mum passed away. I am deeply, deeply sorry for her
loss. That lingering sense of heavy grief which can only follow death, still follows
me around until today, although the loss is not even mine to bear.
As my friend’s mum’s funeral would be in Kuantan, and as it
is still very early in the year, I was contemplating an attempt to apply for
leave and attend the funeral, without disrupting work and life obligations.
Then on the morning of the 9th day of 2019, I received a text from
my friend thanking me, because my parents had just visited her.
My parents! Of course, my friend and I grew up together in
Kuantan; from primary school right up until now we have somehow still remained
friends (bless her heart). So of course my parents knew of her. But I didn’t give
my parents my friend’s address, just the general area where her house is. And I
certainly didn’t trouble them to go visit my friend.
But they did and in that moment when I discovered what they
did, I loved them with all my heart (I always did, and still do love them, but
even more so at that moment). I’m so glad and thankful to have such lovely
people as my parents, and I sincerely hope that some of their goodness has
rubbed off on me. If nothing else, on 9 January 2019 I was (and still am) so
very proud, grateful and thankful for my parents being my parents.
Having said that, 2019 continues to be a disastrous year!
#2019isadisaster
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