Home is where the heart is

Time really flies. 27 days ago, my family came all the way from KK to be with me during my confinement. Those 27 days came and went like a gush of wind...The minutes, hours and days seemed shorter and just like that, they're gone. When they were here, I got the old taste of home which was so warm, loving and wonderful. It was just as wonderful as I had imagined for many many months. It felt so good to have them here that I momentarily 'forget' the luxury was temporary. I had forgotten how painful it was to say goodbye to them 9 months ago. I had forgotten how difficult it was to hold my tears. I had forgotten how sad it felt to let go.

Five hours ago, I was reminded of all those feelings as I waved my family goodbye. As I walked out from the departure hall, I tell myself that it will be okay. I am not 'okay' right now but I will be...All I need is time.

   

I dedicate this poem to my sister. 

Dear Cha 

If I could have my way, 

I'd fly back to KK, I'll forget about PhD, 

so I can keep you company; 

If I could have my way,

I'd ask and beg you to stay,

I'll get you a visa and you say "okay" 

We'd go shopping at Westfield every day; 

If I could have my way, 

I'd fast forward this journey, 

Tomorrow would be graduation day, 

I'd be home, with my victory; 

Sadly, I can't have my way you see, 

I know it's tough for you and me, 

But that day will come I guarantee, 

I'll graduate, just wait and see. 

Love U :-)