Moments of a Lifetime

OK! This is starting to get really old. I somehow managed to cut myself again without me realizing it, again … It’s a minor cut, as usual, so no worries … but it still bothers me. It’s like I am an accident prone person. I’ve lost count on how many times I accidentally cut myself, and not even knowing about it. There are times when I know about it, especially when I tinkered with computer hardware. I don’t recall any time where I had to open computers’ cases up to work on them and not get some sort of scratch or cut at all. I will at least scratch some skin in my hand or my fingers in the process …. beats me. There is this one time where I tried to pull a network card, and somehow I grabbed onto the pins that sits in the card, and thats just like sticking needles directly to my index finger …. There are times when I was putting a screw in, and somehow the screwdriver bounced and hit my hand … oh my ….

But there are times when I just didn’t realize that I got hurt … Sometimes I would be typing and saw blood in my finger, sometimes I would be washing my hands and then I feel that cut, sometimes I see small traces of blood in my clothes or my pants, then realize that I’ve managed to hurt myself again … Just like today, I was putting the trash out, and the next thing I know, I fresh cut wound in my finger with some blood starting to come out of it …. What is it about this, kinda weird …. sigh … I guess I really need to be careful … but then again .. from what? Oh dear …

And there he goes. My youngest brother has just arrived
in China,
leaving home and my parents to continue his study. He acquired his general
practitioner degree in Indonesia
and now he is going to study to become a cardiologist. I wasn’t even there to
watch him leave, I couldn’t. It’s the same when my sister left to Australia for
her master degree, I couldn’t be there to see her off.

Seems now each of my vacations become a lot more
important, cause I know it’s going to be very hard for all of us to meet as
family from here on. My parents are in Indonesia, and so is one of my
brothers. My sister is in Australia,
and here I am in the US.
Hahaha …. Who would have thought that we will be all around the world as we
grow up? I still remember the doubts whether my parents can support me or not
to go to the US.
I still remember the same doubts when my sister’s leaving to pursue her master
in Australia.
And yet now we’re all over the place, in 3 different continents of the world.
Not too shabby at all …..

I can’t imagine how my parents felt sending all of us
spread far away, but they did it anyway, with a smile believing that the
journey will bring us good, and with tears for the uncertainty of the next
opportunity to meet. For now, I can only wish that my brother will have a
wonderful journey, that my parents will be comforted once again, and that we
will have plenty of opportunity to meet for the years ahead.

"The loneliest place in this world is next to the one you love the most and being ignored at the same time"