Life is short...treasure....

We tend to overlook things, take for granted things just right in front of us, fail to appreciate the love given, neglect the most important thing as we slowly start to forget who brought us up...fed us, groomed us into what we are today.



I took for granted some things in life. It was just so easy to take things for granted until you sense that the danger is near....



Recently dad fell real ill....after the recent operation, he could only take liquid stuff and most of the time porridge....I tend to regret not bringing him to places too many to taste the large variety of food he would have liked....albeit he's the lazy type to go places just to eat good food. He can patronise the same coffeeshop everyday to eat the same thing he likes. But I recall bringing him to eat the Hainan Chicken Rice @ Purvis Street....He like it except for the waiting time as he lacks patience.

I took almost 2 to 3 weeks leave just to be with him by the bedside, accompany him through the pain barrier even though he is the one feeling the pain and not us...But deep in my heart, it hurts far more than I can ever imagine. I missed the period where he was supposed to go through another scope which he dread in spite I telling him I'll be with him through it....

I failed to make it but am not going to give any mention on how I was refused time off to be with him through the crucial period and can only say that there are indeed people who does not deserve a single bit of respect. But I'm not bothered, all I ask for is time to be with him. Everything in the world is termed 'urgent'...You can receive calls,sms, mails stating this or that is urgent....But in my pretext, nothing is more urgent than my dad.

Giving special attention to him would also meant taking care of my mum who is equally drained out physical and mentally through this period. I even took her for shopping @ IKEA just to take her focus off the incident. Wify was another person whom I had to pay attention to...she took leave to accompany mum to temple to pray, and then back to SGH to accompany my dad....no complaints at all....so when she hinted to watch HSM3, I told myself that I must keep myself awake and accompany her for the movie. No way will I say NO no matter how tired I am. Luckily I kept myself awake through the show though showing signs of fatigue along the way. As a matter a fact, I quite enjoyed the show and it did took my focus of the incident as well. My brothers were down with me @ SGH during this period too so the bonding got even closer.....

It may sound crude, but it is indeed after this incident that the bonding within the family got stronger. But isn't it sad that it has to be strengthened in this way? Dad was thrilled to see each and everyone of us and both he and my mum had nurtured us into what we are today...filial........It may run in the blood as well since my relatives from M'sia who came over for my Bro's wedding rendered help beyond anything you can imagine and let us recuperate during this crucial period.

I have not been sleeping well, eating well, thinking well, driving well, talking well for the past 2 weeks.......seriously slimmed down a little...couple of colleagues whom had not seen me in a quite a while said that....I would love to slim down to a healthier body but not this way.....

Things are improving on the front for the family but at the expense of my dad's health. This is a painful lesson that I've learnt and shall ensure that my children in the future inculcate this values as well.

Life is short, treasure your loved ones....

JIRO