We’ve all heard about the ‘generation gap’ that exists between parents and their children. As teenagers and young adults, we most probably went through a bit of a rebellious stage whereby we disagreed over nearly everything our parents had to say.
I think as I grow older, I have learnt to appreciate them a bit more. I’m aware of the sacrifices they have made for me and the unconditional love that they’ve showered on me throughout my lifetime. It isn’t easy for me to express my love for them as I’m not one for blatant displays of emotion. Continue reading
It’s that time of the year again, when families come together from far and wide to celebrate the Chinese Lunar New Year. When I was younger, it was a time of much excitement as we were given free reign to indulge in cookies and lollies and receive lucky red packets filled with money. The older I get, the more I cherish and appreciate this celebration as a time to reconnect with family and friends, some whom we only see once a year.
My parents were born and raised in the coastal city of Johor Bahru. As a child, I wistfully admired my friends who would join the ‘balik kampung’ (back to the village) exodus back to their hometowns. Continue reading