It's the Lunar Festival. It's the weekend, the third day of Chinese New Year. All I could say it's a scotching Saturday. Weather of a toaster.
Mum woke me up from my beauty slumber, and so I did. While I was preparing and cleaning myself up, I received a call from an old friend of mine that she wants to pay me a visit. Of course I gave the green light. In half an hour time there goes the awaits. It's been a very long time since the last time we met, I could say probably 2 years. With the duration of not meeting nor catching up for 2 years it made this time catch up session a pretty good one. Reminiscing about the past, present and future.
And in the afternoon, something surprising happened. A very true friend of mine dropped by, a friend that left to Perth 2 years ago for further studies and finally came back to Malaysia for Chinese New Year. This friend of mine is a very busy woman. To the extend that she did not has the time for me for any catch up session nor any meet ups. Knowing her arrival date to Malaysia as well as her departure to Perth, I ceased to see her pretty face, her genuinely sweet smile, and her unforgettable tone of communication, all due to her busy schedule. She travelled to Taiwan, after that visitings together with her parents and quality times with her family and friends. Sadly I'm not in the list which I'm absolutely have no idea why.
That made me angry and upset that why did not she make any effort to stay in touch with me, to fix an appointment with me, to make it up to me, to call or message me, etc. Neither any of that I heard from her, which at some point made me verge to give up on her, give up on our friendship, to let her go and self-eliminate from her circle of friendship. However, until today, this afternoon, that she purposely drove to my house and gave me souvenirs from Perth as well as the 2 special gifts she specially bought for me only. One from Perth and one more from Taiwan. Both are the same character but different purposes. The moment I saw her appearance in front of my house I was rollick through my heart, jumping of joy excitingly that I could meet her, and so we talked.
If my memory serves me well, I did not talk much because I was so happy to have my best friend standing by my side. I was so happy to hear the laughter, the voice, the support, the love, the thought, the warmth and the care of my best friend. However, to know she's leaving tomorrow my heart pounders melancholy. In addition to the precious souvenirs she gifted me I could never ask for more than hugging her several times, not letting my best friend go for another time, while tears flowing down on my cheeks. Never in my life I've teared for a friend. Especially your friend that you've spent all of your evening as a child cycling and hanging out together, doing silly things and of course there are some things that cannot be forget and them memories are definitely irreplaceable.
Right at the moment when I do not want to let her go, it got me thinking deep down that I'm lucky and grateful to have such lovely friend. This made me to not give up on any friendship for any kinds of reasons regardless the circumstances. I would need to thank god for not allowing the fact of giving up happened. Had not for the instinct of lunar messaging I think I would be at the point of exclusion. With that I believe the theory of Everything Happened for a Reason. Feeling nothing but thankful with whatever happened, and most of all whatever offered in life. Never once at all for taking things for granted, life for granted.
Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for supporting me. Thank you for loving and caring me. Last but not least, thank you for remembering me. You never know how much your little doorstep surprise means so much to me. With your effort, no matter the size of it, it changes the very moment of mine.
Loves and warmth. Sincerely regards.