Spilling the Juice

Its getting really busy again…this time it is a mixture of emotions. As the days get shorter and shorter…the reflections get stronger. Remember a time when you were just but a tiny tot and that every single star in the sky amazed you…your dream was just to get more candy or who gets to be the leader of playing "House"…then it came to the days when you wished you were already a teen, crushes on that tall, dark and handsome older teen that never noticed you. Then it was the time when you wished that you were in Uni and there you are wishing that you were already working…see how fast time goes by…

My point here is that every important turn in your life has some sort of solemn ceremony  or ritual tagged to it. Take for example the time I had to leave Brunei to pursue my further studies in KL…it was the end of my high school life and the beginning of my college life.  Family came along to ease the transition for the first 9 days but right after it was the beginning of my College and Uni life where it had really taught me more than I can ever imagined. Then it was the time for that to end…it ended with a graduation ceremony…I remembered the night so vividly…a sea of maroon gowns amidst the warm summer night sky. You could feel the excitement of the family and friends as they took turn to take pictures with their lucky graduate. I remembered my mom and dad have never been so proud of me as that day.

It is an adventure this life…there are many things that are still a mystery to me that have yet to be unravelled. I am excited as I am about to cross another threshold. This time, I have a partner to join me in my adventures…perhaps as  most married couples may say…" Life is never the same again"…for better or for worst!

Fight. Kiss and Make Up. Fight. Kiss and Make up. As the ceremony draw near, I am reflecting on the things that had happened that lead to this path so far. It’s a strange feeling, perhaps to say the least, a tad nervous. Couples have shared their stories with me and my loved one ,that its not easy and it requires work. Even before the ceremony its already hard work. I don’t know what life has in store for me or my family but I do know that we must live for the day to its fullest capacity.

There’s not a day that passes that I don’t think about missing my family when I am no longer living with them or the uncertainty of the future. However there is a quiet joy knowing that no matter what happens, my family is always there. It is our weakness and it is our strength.