Warning: Reflective Post

Yesterday was my father's birthday and we celebrated it a little earlier over the weekend over dinner. To me, dinners together is sooooo important to a family. We had the dinner at Uncle Prawn at Sunway Giza (the first time I am there because I hate Kota Damansara because of the traffic - blergh!). The food was good, FYI, but it was hardly worth the price. Why? Because the portion is ooooo sooooo smmmmaaallll... =P Really, it was. Small.

As we age, our parents age. Our siblings age and it dawns on us that everything is impermanent. Yeah, I say it all the time....one day, I'm gonna die. I'm gonna go with nary a thing that I have earned, bought or done in this life. On to the next life. But at every birthday, silently, inside of me, it feels strangely odd that I think to myself, 'Gee....another year's gone'.

It's like this axe hanging over your neck. It's gonna come down but you don't know when. Under normal circumstances, you have no say over WHEN it is going to come down. Yeah yeah yeah....philosophical shit. =) Bear with me.

Sometimes we look at our parents and all of a sudden, there this certain memory that slips into our mind's eye - not long ago, they didn't have white hair. The wrinkles....how and when did they suddenly appear? Why?

My father, as he blew out the candle on his Baskin Robbins cake, said that he wished for health, happiness and wealth (if possible) for his children. Why, thank you. =) And I wish (in my heart) the same for my dad. Life's been a bitch (not exclusively to just us, me and my family, but I am sure life is harsh on you too, if you are reading this) but look how far we've come.

Gosh, how reflective is THIS POST??? Where did THAT come from, eh? Be appreciative of your family members. You don't know when our time is up.

Happy Tuesday, everyone. May you be blessed, happy, healthy and wonderfully wealthy (inside and outside) always,
Marsha

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