Lunar New Year thoughts

the Lunar New Year has arrived and even if Christmas 2010 has passed and the year striked 2011 without any celebrations nor parties, preparations this Lunar New Year has been awesome. Our spirits have been lifted up in the last few weeks with mum's progressive recovery.

Im thankful for the recent changes, things first crashed to pieces and like a miraculous work of art, th e same pieces were picked up and restored to levels that I could've never imagined. I missed the festivities over Christmas n NYparties. Never managed to indulge in the Orch shopping experience but still, Im pleased to have managed to get into the rara of CNY, roaming those alleys and piling up on goodies to stockup with my T.

On the 20th Jan, almost 1 month after coming out of the hospital, mum started walking.. the happiness derived from that moment was indecsribable, like seeing my baby walk for the 1st time. When I helped her up from the sofa, it was a pleasant surprise to realise little strength was required...
on the 25th Jan mum was prayed over at Good Shepherd Sisters Chapel at the healing service, she stood up and walked the entire aisle of the chapel down and back again to the altar - without any of us holding her. It was truly amazing, heartwarming, and for once in my life - I understood what tears of joy meant.

Then came the 28th Jan, I met a client - S for a work meeting. She's a C survivor and her husband died from it a few years ago. God certainly has a way of providing. Of all people, not friends, nor church mates but a client. Stepped out and reached out for my hands and prayed with me. If no one knew, perhaps God knew that I needed a moment as such. Truly heartwarming and it was tough pretending to be strong, my shield was stripped instantly and I couldn't continue hiding my weakness. S also gave me some Manuka Honey and lent me her juicer, for the ABC concoction - Apples, Beetroot, Carrots. Apparantly its good for C. (speaking of which I should start juicing soon.) I left her place feeling lighter and also came to terms with the fact that I was somewhat taking mum's recovery for granted.. there was a practical reminder that things could still swing either way.

Day by day, mum's condition has been picking up, I have been able to go back to work, had more restful nights and managed to sleep in a little later on some days too. Her sugar levels have stabilised, appetite's picked up and her sense of humour has truly been one of a kind.

Yes, Mum has developed a great sense of humour of late..it would leave me with repeated delayed laughters  and sometimes the ROFL kind.... and then i retire the day in my room knowing that I will miss her terribly when she is not around and I end up a very tearful child who's far outgrown the child-like days... These are thoughts that I try to shut away but then, as a child we have to come to terms with this fact, our parents will one day leave us.

For now, I just pray that she survives this episode and as her body becomes stronger to overcome all the bad cells so we can continue to hang out on this earth and even go for some holidays when she gets better.

My learning curve has been steep but worthwhile. I've become an "auntie" doing shopping at mostly markets or supermarkets, buying more vegetables, fruits and meat than I've ever done my entire lifetime. But as they say..

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

I am still breathing.. that is something to be joyful about..