We had a simple family gathering at our home this afternoon. One last time for the family to spend some moments with each other before some of us move and travel onwards. Who knows when we are going to see each other again. Overall, it was a lovely Sunday afternoon drinking coffee, eating cake, chatting and playing with the two young boys.
After dinner this evening, my parents went to the Zwevegem International Beer Festival with D and I. My intention was for my parents to experience a unique and interesting European event. We had a good time drinking beers and people watching.
When we got home and everyone has settled in, I just have to check my email one last time. It happened then, the tablet slipped off my fingers and tumbled down the stairs, hit the concrete floor causing the screen to crack in several spots. As a result, I can no longer unlock and gain access to my device. The gadget cost me $300 four years ago. If I want to use it again, I will have to shell out around $50 to replace the screen.
It has been a long day of putting out virtual bonfires, a bit too much alcohol, a tired brain, an email addiction and life’s little accidents. I need to calm my soul, slow down and take more careful steps.
The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life.
The following statement is taken from the article ‘Before you can be with others, first learn to be alone‘:
Solitude is not only a state of mind essential to the development of an individual’s consciousness – and conscience – but also a practice that prepares one for participation in social and political life. Before we can keep company with others, we must learn to keep company with ourselves.
I am 46 years old. That’s not young, and neither is that old. I am healthy and my life is in order.
When I was a teenager, I promised myself that I will not wait to travel. I will see the world every chance I get when I still have all my teeth. Travelling while I can still eat, can walk and can sleep well.
Is it not logic then that I refuse to spend the best time of my life at a demanding job, grinding away my precious time at the hamster wheel? All this at the expense of my health and time on earth. Nope, I shall spend the best days of my life doing what I enjoy the most. Being useful where it is most needed. Not living the standard conventional ways that many adhere to. I am going to leave these boring stuff for later…
…inside every old person is a young person wondering what happened.
We went to visit grandma’s resting place at the Catholic cemetery this afternoon. We brought flowers and spent a few moments in our own quiet thoughts and memories.
Imagine my surprise when we later found my Uncle Francis’s grave, not too far from grandma’s. I was mentally drained after discovering the graves of Father Chi, Father Tung, and Father Clementi.
My goodness, what an afternoon…
It never ceases to amaze me: we all love ourselves more than other people, but care more about their opinion than our own. If a god appeared to us—or a wise human being, even—and prohibited us from concealing our thoughts or imagining anything without immediately shouting it out, we wouldn’t make it through a single day. That’s how much we value other people’s opinions—instead of our own.
~ Marcus Aurelius, Meditations 12.4
This morning, my parents flew back to Lahad Datu with the tickets I bought online. They have been unusually enthusiastic and talkative since then. D and I had to laugh when the two walked off without even a glance back to us at the airport.
With the parents heading back home, the two of us went to the well known Gaya Street Sunday Market. After that, we went to our favourite mall to cool down. A slow walk back to the apartment made up the rest of today’s walking quota. :-)
I am at a point in life where I just tell it as it is. No time for drama. No desire to hide behind shadowy corners. Just straight out facts and information. I do not have time nor tolerance for bullshit.