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An old friend met in a far country is like rain after drought - Chinese proverb.
It's been at least eight years until recently reunion with a long lasting friend and have got back in contact. She has not changed much, is the same optimistic attitude as when I first met her. I was out of the mood, just like the Itallian proverb said: old friends are always new and the better.
Making friend is such dynamic proposal and event; I'd say it was meant to be when we met. It is interesting because if we were not colleague working together just before she left, as a result the outcome would not be the same and is different, which I call it "good timing", whereas I live abroad for a number of years, making new friend isn't difficult for me but knowing friends who are meaningful would be much harder to find no matter what country I am in. Somehow, I realise I rather have the quality friends than the quantity mates.
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I rarely discuss my childhood and in fact I have very little memory of what was about but my parent’s relationship. It’s been 8 weeks since mum passed away and I have overcome from it also have left the grief behind. Some people like to keep their feeling to themselves for various reasons because in this modern / fast world, neither their friends nor relatives have time to listen or to spend with. Thanks for networking that have created a huge access to an open world and also make a large amount of audiences to see, listen and say back.
In my memory, I only have vivid picture of my mum. She was a very serious person and from my understanding, she was hard to make a joke with and be pleased. I became independent also worked and studied in the mid-teen, I had less contacted with mum since I started to work. We just followed the flows and hardly ever had made efforts in order to maintain the relationship. An old Chinese said: parents are always right; however I don’t think so.
An English phrase also said: taste it and feel it when is in someone's shoes. The parents are always right phrase is not working on me and I disagree with it. I don’t understand and never will about why mum had not stepped out to try for these many years. I was in tears thinking of for the very simple acts and attitude such as: kisses and cuddles would be the hardest things for her to do.
I have learnt from the experiences and have realised “life is short”, do the most and make the life full of joys are better than living in the grief, because end of the day, who suffers the most isn’t mum but me and it is not worthy, so I let it go completely.
