I just got home from the cemetery. It’s been perhaps 2 years since I last went sao mooing with my parents. The feelings about the trip are unchanged though. In the cemetery in the mornings, I always find a sense of calm and serenity. It’s really really beautiful in the morning during the drive over, when we pass the stretches of grassland, covered in a thin layer of mystiquey mist. With the rising sun illuminating the landscape, refracted in the water droplets hovering in the air, every thing looks so so nice. =) This year, quite a few people went to sao mu from my daddy’s side of the family. To my surprise, my grandmother went too. Note: she can hardly walk/stand/sit without pain (she told me one ok, not i exaggerate!).So yes, i was rather surprised to see her there. I like to hang out with my ah ma, even though i can’t really speak fluent hokkien. And sometimes i don’t understand the things she say. But i still like to hang out with her! =D while the rest of my uncles and aunties ...
I figured that life can be happier and simpler, if you only allow it to be. So go on out there and be free! Be yourself to the fullest, because you can be nobody else. Share love, spread joy, and bring meaning to the lives of others. Retrospectively, the things that you once held dear may cease to mean anything; objects lose their relevance to time. But people, and your relationships with them, don't. The joy that a friend brings to you today is timeless. Treasure it. =)