It’s been a week that had a lot of tears… happy and sad. Friday was a ex classmate’s wedding. Known him for 7 years since Perth days at Curtin International College all the way back to Singapore Informatics. I finally get to see his girlfriend/fiance and now wife that I had always heard about in the days. Congratulations Mr R.B and Mrs!! It was an amazing venue at Shangri-La Hotel and the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and the elaborate golden setting. All the ladies dressed in gowns and having their confession of their love to each other and their commitments. It was a beautiful night.
And as I sat there thinking how happy everybody was tonight, I came home to a family mourning the death of a cousin. Funny I just saw him a month ago at work and we were chatting. He looked so happy, healthy and his work projects were picking up. He died on Friday morning and apparently it was because he had a heart attack. There were tears of sadness for him. His mourning still carried on Saturday night. There was a plan for a Sunday family wedding before the incident. The wedding was my dead cousin’s sister’s daughter’s wedding.
Not everything can be planned and sometimes reflecting upon it makes me sad. I wonder what my parents would have felt if I got hit by that tree branch that day. People asked me if it was a wake up call. Truthfully I don’t know…. my life still goes on being how it use to be. I don’t think I have changed much even though I know there are so many things I should handle better. Funny what will it take to make me change my ways for good? Love perhaps? Perhaps not. Self will? Will tell you when I find out.