carpe diem

I am jotting this down because I want to recollect  this moment years down the road.

Today colleagues and I finally realised our Ubin hike after procrastinating it for the longest time. I have to admit, right at the beginning I was apprehensive, mainly because I didn't want to be reminded of the past that hasn't passed for too long. The scenes of the ritual, of boarding the boat, and of my mum's look when the ashes went down the seawater were still fresh in my head. At least up till this morning they still were. But as the engine started and the boat made its way to Ubin island, I no longer felt that kind of pain inside me. Maybe time really heals. And as I have always believed, the vastness and tranquility of the seawater always help to heal a wounded heart.

The hike was a long one. Along the way we made fun of one another and enjoyed the sights that nature could offer. We had early dinner thereafter and made an impromptu decision to have cakes at Holland V.

Dragging my weary body, I managed to have dinner with mum and the family, as I always try my best to on a Saturday evening. Somehow mum seemed to be in really good mood that she started sharing her delivery days. There was much laughter over dinner and everything just felt in place. I don't know if I haven't bothered enough to notice or it has hardly happened, it was lovely time spent together.

I decided to be a good girl. After a nice cold shower I accompanied mum out to get some stuff done. There was nothing much I could do except to try to spend more time with her, because really, I am guilty of hardly helping her at her stall.

It has been a good Saturday. Tired but certainly thankful.

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