Precious~

Many things happened in a short span of two weeks - be it the celebration of life or the unexpected death of a family member. All these events in life greatly remind me that life is too precious to ignore or to play with. I used to be one of those many people who take things for granted and have to learn it the hard way by losing the loved forever. That is not the way it should be - when is too late and there are many things we regret doing or not doing. Life is more fragile than we ever realize.














{A decoration by mama}

While we celebrated my daughter's 3rd birthday this month, another family member passed. I didn't learn of the news until a day later. An uncle who lived in Thailand passed away at home unexpectedly due to a bee sting allergy. He was in his early 60's, a few years younger than my dad. My mother did't handle it very well. She is very closed and attached to his older brother whom became like her father. After my maternal grandmother passed away, my uncle had been my mom's pillar of emotional support. Now that a pillar collasped, it left her nothing. I could feel her pain through her voice. I was not closed to him because he lived outside Bangkok and we never spent a lot of time together as I was growing up, but hearing such news sent chills down my spine. He passed away on the same day as my dauther's birthday. I paused and thought, each day has different meanings for each person. While we were having fun and celebrating the life, another person was in great pain and lost his life. It is a contrast...it is like a black and white picture.

Enough for the sad part, we threw our little girl a small birthday party and invited only family members for the 3rd year. I have never been into the idea of having an extravaganza birthday party for kids because I feel that it is too much. I want my daugther to grow up and understand the core value of family, that the birthday is not about having a big party, not about getting presents, not about having 50 friends over but it is about celebrating the day with people who love her dearly and will be there for her. Someone once told me that birthday should remind us of how our mothers went through the great pain in order to give us lives. I couldn't agree with that anymore now that I am a mother. When her birthday rolls around year after year, I couldn't help but think about the day she was born. The pain was almost unbearable but it was such a joyful pain you never want to forget.


Onto bithday decorations, I did it all by myself. Lord, I didn't get to go to bed until almost midnight!! Boy was I glad we decided to order food and cake instead of getting the pot and pan out to cook. I couldn't imagine dragging my a** up in the morning after a few hours of sleep to whip up some good old homecook meal. That would have been a bad idea. Everything turned out great. Good food, yummy cake and memorable and blissful day. Cheers to a big 3 years old. I love you more than any words can describe.