happy birthday mr sunflower

March 31, 2012 § 3 Comments

A quiet afternoon spent with a cheerful yellow flower, pot of tea, a pen/notebook and a heart filled with thoughts. About 4 years ago, the family woke up with a sudden chill. A call, leading to a hospital visit, and a funeral. Many hearts sank and tears shed. To us, we lost someone dear. But like anything else, what is lost is truly gone, when you think it is.

If it wasn’t for my cousin, I probably won’t be a writer. A journalist himself, who had an appetite for the latest news. To see read/report/write about an event is much like buying fresh oranges at 7 in the morning at a farmers’ market. Getting there before everyone else, greeting the farmers, have a lovely banter, bring the produce back into the kitchen and making the best out of it. From zest, flesh, juice to membrane.

I thought about his audacity writings, jovial spirit, and unconditional love. Holding his words of wisdom, I continue to pursue my own path, trying to be as dynamic and giving. Thankful for everything taught, grasp and now, believing.

Much love.


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