Monday, September 14, 2009

Go away...I cannot follow you

I was watching a Hong Kong TV series today. In a scene, the matriach of the family was very ill. Before she passed on she told her children at her death bed that her old friends (who already passed away) had come to fetch her. Then she breathed her last.

This reminded me of an incident which happened with Mother (she was in her 60s) when, following acute kidney failure, she had to undergo a major operation to remove one of her kidneys in the Asssunta Hospital. I waited for her when she was being operated on. Immediately after her operation, I was allowed to accompany her in the recovery room. She was still under heavy sedation when I distinctly heard her say in our dialect, "No...I cannot follow you. Go away! I still have to look after my children..." . I did not tell many people about this, only to Vicky, my sister-in-law who came to the hospital shortly after that. She lived for another 20 years after the operation with only one kidney.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Memories

Through memories we tread the secret way
Across the silent borders of Now and Yesterday
Memories evoke for us the face, the words, the smile
of those we have loved so long and lost awhile-Author unknown