So I just got back from holidays and it’s probably the most relaxed one ever. To most people it probably would be the most boring but hey, what ever rocks their boat. Most of my time was spent sitting on a chair, feet up and listening to the birds chirp. It’s something I don’t normally do as I generally need to do something and not waste time. It’s the “go go go” attitude that I have so sitting around doing nothing is a such huge contrast. It’s something that was severely needed though given the amount of hours (and weekends) I was putting into work.
Surprising enough this trip was quite enjoyable and a lot of time was spent talking to family. I had a lot of one on one sessions talking to my aunts and cousin. In the past, when talking to my aunts (or to that generation) I would be treated as a kid and it usually turns into lectures but this time round it is so much different. I felt that they had opened much more to me, talked more of the past (especially family problems) and advised instead. What was weird though is that the advice was not just one way and I advised my aunts too. With my cousin, given that I was much more older than her, I was able to connect with her much easily as I could see so much of myself in her. To me this trip felt like some family drama movie like Little Women or Eat Drink Man Woman or something… Quite bizarre and different but I am missing now that I am back in London.
With this trip to Brunei, my intention was to celebrate my Grandmother’s birthday as it’s something I don’t recall ever doing and given her recent health problems there’s more of a drive for me to spend as much time with her. Ever since I was young, I’ve always seen my grandmother as a strong but caring individual. She’d be the type that would catch pythons in her backyard with her bare hands and release it a few days later (true story). If one bites her though, she’d grab a cleaver and lops it’s head off. So seeing my grandmother now and comparing her to the days when I was growing up, it really breaks my heart because I know the inevitable. That is actually why I cut the Perth leg of my trip short so I could spend my remaining leave with her. Unfortunately I had to miss my friend’s wedding but I had a obligation to my grandmother. I do hope and pray that there will be many years in her left.
On cold and wet days, I do miss family and friends… but hey, gotta get past that and continue on with life, right? Go go go!!
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