Memories

As I reminisce of the times I spent with my dear aunt, I can’t help but feel a sense of joy. However, this feeling is coupled with sadness to the realization that my aunt is unable to be there for more wonderful memories.

As a child growing up, I looked forward for family gatherings. It was those times where I got to see my aunt and experience her loveliness. As a young boy, I used to climb into my uncle’s car. Greetings were met with her endearing smile and her voice of sincere concern.

Whenever National Day approaches, aunty would always call me to offer tickets to the celebrations. She would then bring me to the National Stadium to watch the parade with all its glitz and glamour. She took care of me under the blistering heat and shared moments of amazement at the staged performances. We enjoyed and were awe struck with the highlight of the parade, the fireworks. Doesn’t the beholding of such bursts of lights and colours allure the wonderment of every kid?

With every subsequent parade, I looked forward in calling my aunt for tickets instead of having her offering me because I know she would have one provided. It was this love that was demonstrated that caused me to know that I could always depend on my aunt to provide. It is this amazing love that I could always look up to her and have this innate bond. Bringing me out and spending quality time together, such small little gestures of love, does leave sweet impressions on a kid. And till now, I still carry these fond recollections. The stay at Sentosa, the family reunions, the occasional get together were really moments I treasured.

As I grew older, there weren’t much time spent together because of busyness. Her sudden departure was a devastating shock. She embodied so much happiness, strength, love and compassion. Indeed, these are what I remember her for. She not only serves as an exemplary family lady but her compassion is the very quintessence of true altruism, an inspiration to others. When I think of her, I think not of the sadness of loss but the joy of memories.

Remembering you with fondness and adoration

Your nephew Samuel