Mislila sam da ne volim zimu. Negodovala bih na prve pahulje koje bi provejale u novembru, sakrivajići se duboko u ušukanost svoga doma i okrivljujući zimu za svoje (ne)raspoloženje. Nisam shvatala da nije zima ono što ne volim. Ja zapravo nisam volela svoj nasleđeni hladni kaput u kome bih promrzla svaki put kada bih makar i na kratko izašla iz kuće, a ni svoj stari posao i prostor koji nije mogao biti dobro zagrejan.
Nisam ni sanjala da cu u novoj toploj jakni osetiti takav spokoj i šetati po snegu dozvoljavajući da mi pahulje padaju po licu.
Ja ne robujem materijalnim stvarima, ali ovog puta mi je to veliko parce toplog materijala ugrejalo telo, ali i dušu. Podsetilo me na potisnute zimske čarolije i na sreću koja nam je, dok smo bili deca, sijala na licu dok smo se u skafanderima valjali u snegu.
~To move forth in righteousness ~
Thank you for being my first teacher in parenthood. Thank you for making me get my act together. Your home life situation isn’t your fault. But thank you for trying your best with having 2 different households you call home. I know now my role as a father to you is to show you how to be a man. I realize now that a mans role in life nowadays is more important than ever. And not to live my life’s short comings either. But to help you try everything. Give you perspective on the world. So you can learn compassion and empathy from many positions. Happy 8th bday son. I hope and pray I can be the best man/father/human for whatever life’s questions you may have. Love you. - Dad #yogadad
A tribute to “moms.” About 20 + years ago, “Aunty Laurie” as she was known then became a part of many young “kids” lives. Many of us were still in intermediate school, or just starting high school. She would often pick up these kids to go to performances, drive them home after performances, if they didn’t have enough money to eat she would always help pay for their meals. As we all got older, graduated high school, Aunty Laurie became known to many of us simply as “moms.” In 2005, Wah Ngai was formed. Although there was a lot of negativity from many when we formed Wah Ngai, Moms always supported us. She opened her home to us. She opened her home for us to practice poles, park the club vans, store our equipment , bbq , play video games, sleep over, cruise in the front yard, or if someone just needed a place to rest. She would be the first one there for us if we locked the van keys in the van, forgot equipment, lion dance pants, banners, or drive the flat bed truck. These were just a few acts of selflessness she provided to all of us to help the club succeed, and strive. Often times, you would find moms in her front yard cheering on, and encouraging the boys while they practiced. Moms loved lion dance and Kung fu, but more importantly it was seeing everyone as a family, growing up to become adults, and being happy. This brought her the most joy & happiness. A few months ago , we unexpectedly lost our Moms. As hard as it was for us, we got through this Chinese New Year being a family. Everyone pitched in some way or another. It’s never going to be the same and it will always be a little different with her not here anymore. Moms, we hope you enjoyed your seat from up above, and we hope we made you proud. You will never be forgotten, we always try our best to do our best, your legacy and kindness will forever live on with us and the lives you touched. #restinpeace#restinlove#RIL#mahalo moms ! #alohaspirit lives on!