Hospital Stories (two)
My favourite aunt paid my mum a visit the second day of her hospital stay.
She was also the only relative that paid me a visit when I was fighting dengue fever. Apparently, my two most favourite little cousins didn't gave a damm.
After she left, I saw a nice basket of flowers that she gave my mother which said simply, " Jie jie, zao ri kang fu".
The families in the future will never be like in the past where there were many siblings to play with. My dad had 5 brothers and a sister. My mum have 3 brothers and a sister. I have none.
Suddenly, the epiphany of family struck me. My aunt and my mum are both in their forties. The handwritten 'Jie jie' was just so genuine and so sweet that I felt family was the most important thing at that instance.
What is it like to go through after so many years as siblings? Sisters from little girls to mothers. The whole process is just magical. Sharing little secrets, discussing about marriage, talking about other boys, fighting over dolls, the inevitable favourism from parents, chatting about future of their kids. It is a long journey. To be able to hear or see that sincere 'jie jie' whispered to the ear, or that handwriting caressing the eye surely would have struck a chord in my mother's heart or anybody else's.
Me, I never had any siblings.
I will love to play big brother. To have a little sister or a little brother. I will love to shower gifts to my sister and protect her from bullies. I will love to engage in physical activities with my little brother and outplay, outwit each other in a friendly sibling rivalry.
But somehow, everything in this world is made in a way for a reason. I was brought up without siblings and like a little prince. I never knew what was sharing, sacrificing and compensating like. I admit i probably love myself more than anybody else. I hate to give the excuse that it's due to my upbringing. But deep down, I know that all this has to change.
For the closest people that mean most to you, it's all unconditional. Your best friend, your girlfriend, your brother, your dad may be lying on that hospital bed one day. No matter how stoic their expressions may be, how they whine in pain or indulge in self-pity or even negligence to your presence, we have to be there for them. Unconditional love regardless of joy or sorrow, regardless of life or death.
And never give them up.
She was also the only relative that paid me a visit when I was fighting dengue fever. Apparently, my two most favourite little cousins didn't gave a damm.
After she left, I saw a nice basket of flowers that she gave my mother which said simply, " Jie jie, zao ri kang fu".
The families in the future will never be like in the past where there were many siblings to play with. My dad had 5 brothers and a sister. My mum have 3 brothers and a sister. I have none.
Suddenly, the epiphany of family struck me. My aunt and my mum are both in their forties. The handwritten 'Jie jie' was just so genuine and so sweet that I felt family was the most important thing at that instance.
What is it like to go through after so many years as siblings? Sisters from little girls to mothers. The whole process is just magical. Sharing little secrets, discussing about marriage, talking about other boys, fighting over dolls, the inevitable favourism from parents, chatting about future of their kids. It is a long journey. To be able to hear or see that sincere 'jie jie' whispered to the ear, or that handwriting caressing the eye surely would have struck a chord in my mother's heart or anybody else's.
Me, I never had any siblings.
I will love to play big brother. To have a little sister or a little brother. I will love to shower gifts to my sister and protect her from bullies. I will love to engage in physical activities with my little brother and outplay, outwit each other in a friendly sibling rivalry.
But somehow, everything in this world is made in a way for a reason. I was brought up without siblings and like a little prince. I never knew what was sharing, sacrificing and compensating like. I admit i probably love myself more than anybody else. I hate to give the excuse that it's due to my upbringing. But deep down, I know that all this has to change.
For the closest people that mean most to you, it's all unconditional. Your best friend, your girlfriend, your brother, your dad may be lying on that hospital bed one day. No matter how stoic their expressions may be, how they whine in pain or indulge in self-pity or even negligence to your presence, we have to be there for them. Unconditional love regardless of joy or sorrow, regardless of life or death.
And never give them up.
posted by jingli K at 6:41 PM
5 Comments:
Human Relationships r all bout openness, trust & transparency ..... cos family ties r the basic unit of life.
Azzurri
Me and my brother are always on the verge of throttling each other out of frustration, but perhaps that's a sign of affection.
Plus, I can't kill him off yet because my "extra" cheques at work are all in his name.
Heh heh heh.
send my best regards to ya mum. din noe abt the operation till i read ya blog.
hope she's doing fine now. =)
- miss pot aka ya cousin
I like ya 2 hospital posts but i dun really noe hw to express my feelings towards them... I think i jus feel qt sad suddenly. =(
I like ur last paragraph...
I like to play "big sis" at times coz i dun have younger siblings, i wish i have a elder sis as well too... i bet many single-kid-in-the-family will feel the same way as u lah... =)
hope your mum will have a speedy recovery! :)
-ww
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