R.I.P.
to mom’s eldest brother, who passed away on Tuesday.
I call him ‘tua-kuh’, or sorts, and thinking about him, reminded me of the times when i was still a little boy.
He’s a guy who’d really feed me a lot of nice stuff, really a lot of nice stuff.
From the smallest little superduper sweetest candy he could get his hands on, to a full savoury piece of moon-pie that was around the house. The nice rambutans and oranges, and pears and all the good healthy fruits…we also shared the same preference of not letting anyone know that we are eating the things we eat…*hehe..*
The last time I went back to Indonesia, I had two more relatives than I do now. Maybe it’s time I should go back and see them ehh…
My maternal grandma passed last Sept, and this time round, my uncle.
No time to go back for the funeral proceedings though..but i do wish i had the chance to meet him once more before he passed…don’t we all do…
I remembered his last comments….
‘whoa…you’re so big now!’
‘you want apple? No? How bout the pear?’
then…
‘here…some grapes for you..’
and before i went back…
‘keep the chocolate…tua kuh cannot eat..you eat…’
and yeah…
sad…he’s a non-believer…
and these things..make you wonder…again…
tua kuh, with your diabetes and HBP…you can’t eat all those …
but he loved eating them…
and….i knew that though he wasn’t supposed to…he did sneak in one or two…
and whatever it was…thanks for all the love, the memories and the food…
=)
