Reunion.

Well, most people I know have it on the first day of CNY but my family, we have it on the second night. We have a massive steamboat sesh where everyone comes and eat together. You see, this year's a bit special. I saw something that really tugged at my heart. It's a bit sad...very sad actually. But better late than never.

You see I had an Uncle. He was a good guy. I wasn't close to him but the rare times that we interacted I knew he was good. However, he had his past, and he made mistakes - mistakes that resulted in consequences. He past away a few months ago from a heart attack. From what I know he was a fit person who enjoys exercising - a hobby he adopted over the years. That's scary because you may be fit but anything can still happen. You may be young and your life could be taken from you. Apparently he had a daughter that was lost in contact when she was young due to circumstances and he finally found her on fb recently. IKR the wonders of the internet. He planned to contact her and meet her again but it was too late.

I saw them. Daughter and mum came over and had reunion steamboat with us. It's sad because the daughter and father never had a chance. Fate can be cruel like that. But then again they found something - a Family. They found us, all of us.

I had a talk with my Uncle. Uh not the same one, the one I'm closest with, the one who has a gift in having deep conversations with people. It's funny how I'm able to speak these things with my Uncle rather than my Dad. Then again, my dad was not one to listen. He's not a very good listener - listening is not one of his talents. Don't get me wrong - I love my dad and all - but I've come to terms with who he is, his strengths and flaws.

So I realised that many don't understand me. That because I've learnt, I treasure relationships, people, much more than anything else. I would sleep later if a friend needs a listening ear. I would make time and go out, spend time with people when I am having a school sem and studying should be my priority. So I guess I get frustrated when adults insinuate that having good results is a must to get comfortable with life. "You need to get at least an Honours so that you will be provided the chances". I guess today I finally understood their point of view. They care, therefore they want me to be comfortable and be able to live the life that I want.

But if my priority is not looking at my own welfare, you can't blame me for not placing that as a goal...right?