A Tribute to Mum

I can't help but keep thinking about Mum and the past. Thanks to Greg and my siblings for triggering these memories over the past couple of days. Hmmm... or should I blame it on my pregnancy hormones, because I noticed my emotions do come in waves. I do get emotionally charged whenever I think about how different my one month confinement would be after my delivery. I would also feel upset whenever I hear someone saying that they have difficulties looking after two young kids and they need their mothers' help when one of their kids is sick. Well, I guess I am not as lucky as them. I do agree that not all grandparents dote on their grandchildren and would "scale high mountains/ swim across the sea" for their grandchildren. But both my Dad and Mum did. I know they had always put the children and grandchildren before themselves, and that's partly why their passing is a great loss to me. They had loved the children and grandchildren more than they loved themselves. I can vouch for that.

Above is the picture taken with Mum and my two sisters using our own camera. I couldn't quite recall which year it was taken but Mum was very well then. She suffered from large intestinal cancer in the late 90s but her condition was considered in remission when we decided to take a huge family photo. It had always been Mum's dream to take a family picture with the children in graduation gowns and all the grandchildren. That was the last time we had our family photo taken and it's a pity that Greg, Regine and Reuben were not in it.

Anyway, here's another poem specially dedicated to my mummy..

It's coming to 4 months since you were gone
Some people may wonder why I still yearn for you after so long
I didnt know how painful it's like to lose own mum
Until I went through it myself and wish this day never come

I really miss your smiles and laughter
I regret not telling you you were such a great mother
There are so many things I want to say
Feel very sad whenever I realize you have gone so far away

During those times when you scolded and caned me
I was upset then but now I can imagine how hurt you could be
I used to think you were biased and never fair
Whether you really were or not, now I no longer care

How I miss the good food that you used to prepare
You are still my best chef, and no one else can compare
Though things have changed and do not stay the same
Inside my heart, our times together would forever remain..