I wish you Enough !

Recently I overheard a Father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure.

Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Father said, 'I love you, and I wish you enough.'

The daughter replied, 'Dad, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Dad.'

They kissed and the daughter left. The Father walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'
'Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'.
'I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' he said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?'

He began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone..' He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.' Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.

I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.

I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good- bye.

He then began to cry and walked away.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.

To all my friends and loved ones, I wish you Enough !

My dress...

I have found my dress finally.

A dress that I will be wearing during my registration day and also for the dinner to be held in JB...

We have been walking around the whole Sunday, from one shopping complex to another shopping complex and I've finally bought it. We bought it from TANGS Pavilion and it costs RM 499.

the front pose...

the side pose...

Saturday, 25 July 2009

A busy saturday i had, with all scheduled marked as "DONE".

As announced to pa and ma that we will be going for ROM soon, we submitted our form to the Maha Vihara Buddhist temple today. We met the Uncle Lee there, being briefed that on 20.09.2009, there will be a lot of couples gonna registering themselves too. We got to be early, as the turn is serve as first come first serve basis and ceremony starting at 2pm...

After the form submission, we went to The Gardens to order our wedding bands. We walked in to Love & Co. Most of the sales person there had recognised our faces. The salesgirl that attended to us previously walked up to us, knowing which pairs that we have shorlisted, she took out and follows our eyes... We picked and choosed again, we tried again and we still got back the pair that we had last choosen the last time. The pair of wedding bands cost us RM 4,428.00... having some heart ache feeling, but yet it is "OUR" wedding bands representing the bond & commitment between us.

Later that, Vin said I gotto find a proper dress for the day and also to wear it on the dinner at JB. We walked from all shops in The Gardens to all shops in Mid Valley, yet I couldn't find one suitable. Terribly tired, I wanted to go home... Vin still dragged me into the MetroJaya. We walked and walked, finally found a dress that I liked so much. Tried it on, the size was one size bigger. There was a correct size but the it was a navy blue. We want it in white... Asked the sales assistance for a smaller size of the ivory color that I wanted, but don't have. We left our contact number to the sales girl. Hopefully when they found it and got the stocks re-order, they will call me...

mummy's hair trimming experience

Mummy's hairs starts dropping. It drops even more after the 2nd chemo. She wears surgical hair cap at home to prevent her hairs dropping everywhere... Sis Fong brought her to buy a wig last weekend. Comes home, she wears and she styles... Due to her hair falls unevenly, she looks a lil' unneat when we wears the wig.

So, I brought her to our usual hairstylist for a trim...

When we reached there, the 2 trainees asked mum who is she looking for... they saw her wearing cap & mask, giving mum a very "weird" eye contact. I faster followed her at the back, I said, "We are looking for B***y." They saw me... recognised me as the frequent customer, they open the door and call for the hairstylist. B saw us walking in, quickly approaches us and welcomed mummy by holding her to the nearest seat.

I would say, B is a very caring hairstylist and he really know how to take care of mummy. He teaches mummy how to take care of her scalp, to use only mild shampoo, how to clean the wig and so on. I appreciate his professionalism that makes mummy feel comfortably sitting there without a cap or wig...

After the first chemo

We brought mummy to hospital for the chemotherapy early in the Monday morning. All the way to the hospital, we were all quiet... myself having some kinda weird feelings, worrying the side effect that will happen to ma... I believed Pa and Ma were worrying about that too.

We went in to the day care ward at 8am sharp. Nurses started to do all the blood test and injections. Later then, ma needed to be dripped with 2 tubes of sodium monochloride, only then follows by the chemo medicine. The whole process took about whole day, Pa and I waited at the hospital, accompanying mummy.

Mummy came out from the ward at around 5pm, she was able to walk as normal, i suprised. The side effect was not hitting that much... she has no vomits, but she feels the drowsiness. Back home, she has the appetite during dinner time, even she took supper with a cup of hot milo with biscuits.

A day after that, the side effect started... Mummy started to feel vomiting during meals, she feels deep tired and lost of strengths. I see her always on bed and sleeping. Her volume of meals taken in reduces. Her appetite is bad...

Today, the 4th day after chemo. I see her improving. She feels like eating this morning. I called her just now, Aunty is bringing her out to have some noodles... :-)