Fortunate or unfortunate?

How would u measure being fortunate or unfortunate?

Fortunate to have met u, unfortunate that it wasn't the right time?
Fortunate to have this job, unfortunate to have this lifestyle?

Unfortunate to spend one more year, fortunate to understand more things in life?
Unfortunate to miss a train, fortunate to met a new friend who helped?
Unfortunate to be the only occupant in a hostel, fortunate that there was a party?
Unfortunate to have a rough start, fortunate to be stronger? 
Unfortunate that we lead a humble life, Fortunate that we can be closer to family?
Unfortunate that our job is demanding, fortunate that our family can have a more comfortable life?

There's a gazillion ways to get there. How we got there matters a little, how we see ourselves getting there makes the difference.

Family

With family comes a sense of belonging, reminds us of why we belong in this world.

It guides us when we are falling, remind us of what we were recognised for ever since we were little. Where warmth truly exist and where love never ends.

No matter how far we venture into our careers, how successful our lives have changed or how different our current values had shaped into the current environments or how much we had explored.
It comes down to 做回自己. Cause its where the true meaning of our lives really are.

This chinese new year.... I found back my roots, reminded what I was always seen to do. What my uncles and aunties, cousins and precious ones wanted me to be. Be a filal son to my family and be with them in times of need, :).

Seeing both of them growing old by day, while their arguements gets more and more childish.  My sis and I laughed each time hearing their analogy getting more and more comical.

This was also the time when we knew we had entered the reversal. Mummy and Daddy its your turn to wait for jie jie and me to return home from work for dinner :). Dont fuss over simple things such as how to wash a cup or how to cook a vege, cause it was just like how sis and I compete over a who to eat a dish first or who could spot our parents back home first :D.

When you fall sick, I'd remember how you had endured me when I was having my 8 bottles of milk every hour in the night, how I cried and cost you guys sleepless nights. When you asked for gift, I'd always remwmbwr the tough times we endured yet both of you still leave the best food for both my sis and I. When you are hospitalised, no matter how long it would be, I'd visit you every night to share the stories of my beautiful day so it cheers up your day, just like how u had brighten me up when I was hospitalised in many occasions.

Dad your my courage, mum you are my kindness and humbleness.
Thank you for raising us up, I am too shy to say this in person but someday I'd thank both of u in person. Let's try to remember these precious times we shared so they are not lost,

Dont worry Ma and Ba, Sis and I will take good care of you de.

I wish you enough..

“I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.”

So much to say, yet nothing is said.

I couldn't rest my thoughts these few days. They kept circling around one issue and every time i settled down alone, I would keep thinking about how it felt.

Feelings are sometimes not something that we can control?
We can't help but feel the way we felt.
It's a chain effect probably.
You'll feel for the person after a while...
How it felt like to receive those words in their shoes.
It pains to remember sad things,
Yet are these things really something to be sad about?
Or are they happy encounters?

When things were blunt and probably too blunt to think twice of the consequences.

Love is blind,
love is childish,
A lot to do with innocence and turning ourselves back to a kid again.

Just one mistake of handling it wrongly.
Coupled with a snow balled problem.

It crashed.
Would it be easier if we let go?

The difference of mindsets,
of background values,
the difference in family's sentiments,
of understanding in one another's family,
and the indulgence of eternal trust in one another.

We would think of it as a wrong chess move,
yet in every game... after losing the king.
It's game over. =(

Is this love really over?

What am I suppose to do? =/