This time of the year really makes me reminisce. The strong winds which I used to enjoy in my father's farm house in Malacca brings good memories as well as sad ones. Usually at this time of the year, its 'summer' with the hot blazing sun, evidently shown from the cracked laterite road that leads to my house.
For these two years, I have been experiencing mixed feelings since the going of my mom. The feel of Chinese New Year will never be the same since she has gone to meet her Creator. Though happy for her since she is in a better place but the thought of her and missing her presence, usually brings a tear or two. Missing her calls to eat and just to hear her call my name brought joy and love then.
This year, things will be very different for I will be celebrating Chinese New Year out of Malacca town. Will be in Sitiawan, a smaller town but full of traditions and culture. Am looking forward to that day where there will be small scale fireworks from the village homes. Waiting to feel the warmth and simple yet meaningful celebration to welcome the Lunar New Year.
My youngest sister, Sim, her husband Peter Ting and their children are waiting anxiously as well, all prepared to celebrate and enjoy each others' company till the wee hours of the morning.
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