Tuesday, June 5th, 2012

One year without Dad

Dad and me – during an outing, July 1983
 
It has been a year since Dad passed away on 5th June 2011.
I still remember the time leading up to his departure …


Monday, June 27th, 2011

Papa’s old cardigan

 
Although the days are slowly lengthening again, having passed the Winters Solstice last week, winter still has a tight grip over Adelaide. While the sun is keeping the day warm …


Friday, June 17th, 2011

He has made everything beautiful in its time

Papa's old book and stationery shop – "Liberty"
 
I half expected to see Papa lying in bed, asking me with his hoarse voice, “Jeung saha ka dieu, Ri?” (“Who do …


Saturday, June 11th, 2011

A Conversation with Papa

I can imagine a conversation with Dad – something that I know would not happen in real life – Dad was intensely shy and could not hold deeply meaningful conversations …


Tuesday, June 7th, 2011

The unavoidable grief

 
Grieving is a peculiar thing – you thought it would be the same terrain that you went through before and then discovered that it was similar and yet different altogether. …


Monday, June 6th, 2011

The fullness of being … him.

That stickly sweet sensation of grief is all over the house again as I try to maintain a sense of normalcy – as Yani is busily doing the laundry, I …


Sunday, June 5th, 2011

Rest in Peace, Papa

 
He wasn’t just a grumpy, complaining old man.
He was a boy, grown up without the love of a father.
He was a young man who chose to leave his study to …


Sunday, June 5th, 2011

I don’t want to grieve. Not just yet.

If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you would’ve known that my Dad isn’t doing particularly well – health-wise. He had a series of strokes in the past, …


Wednesday, June 23rd, 2010

Unwavering trust

 
A friend confided that she just received a sad news from home that her sister was diagnosed with serious tumor that had spread to other area. If her sister agrees …


Saturday, February 28th, 2009

Rest well, Hanhan

Today is the first anniversary of my brother’s early departure. It’s a beautiful day here in Adelaide and strangely I’m not feeling emotionally sad – I had my dip earlier …