Sunday, August 30, 2015
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Thursday, August 27, 2015
A house divided
Dad finally moved out of the place we've lived in since we first immigrated to America. Ironically... he's moved into the same Retirement Home as mom.
Who would've thought my parents will be separated. Who would've thunk that they would live separate lives... only 1000 feet away from one another? Who would've thunk... that for the next however many years they're alive... that I can drive to the place... and visit both of them!!
God.... if this is some kind of joke.... it's hardly funny!!!!!
So now.... for the rest of their lives.... I need to balance my visitation time between the two? The two who raised me, fed me, taught me and cared for me?? I have to make a trip... ONE trip.... and be sure to cut out enough time to for both? In the past... I can make an excuse to visit one and not the other. Because they were too far apart (a 10 minute drive). Now that they're physically in the same friggin' building... what am I to do?!???!
Put to a test tonight.
Went out to visit dad.... and his new "bachelor" pad. And it's hard to not compare the living situation between the two. His place is so.... homey. So.... organized. He cooked dinner for the four of us. It was delicious. He rarely cooked... the 18 years I lived at home. He never made soup.... the 18 years I lived at home. Now.... he's on his own. And in some weird way... I think he's surviving better than mom.
We had to hurry to finish dinner... cuz the night is short. After dinner... we said our goodbyes to dad and went to visit mom. An awkward 10 minutes with mom and it was time to go. Upon leaving... it was all mom can talk about.... dad dad dad. Oh geez.....
And the kids. Nui nui even spat out... "i don't want to marry people like grandma and grandpa"
I asked, "you mean, they're much much older than you?"
She said, "no... people that will separate and not talk to one another."
In their naïve, perfectionist world.... divorce is unthinkable, unfathomable. And I know... deep down... they resent the idea that their grandparents are divorced.
So what now??? While driving home.... my body was numb. I didn't know how to feel. Didn't know how to think. What am I to do from now on??
One thing is for certain...... dad now has a parking spot in a covered garage. Something we NEVER EVER had at 1090. That, in itself, is worth more than it's weight in gold.
Who would've thought my parents will be separated. Who would've thunk that they would live separate lives... only 1000 feet away from one another? Who would've thunk... that for the next however many years they're alive... that I can drive to the place... and visit both of them!!
God.... if this is some kind of joke.... it's hardly funny!!!!!
So now.... for the rest of their lives.... I need to balance my visitation time between the two? The two who raised me, fed me, taught me and cared for me?? I have to make a trip... ONE trip.... and be sure to cut out enough time to for both? In the past... I can make an excuse to visit one and not the other. Because they were too far apart (a 10 minute drive). Now that they're physically in the same friggin' building... what am I to do?!???!
Put to a test tonight.
Went out to visit dad.... and his new "bachelor" pad. And it's hard to not compare the living situation between the two. His place is so.... homey. So.... organized. He cooked dinner for the four of us. It was delicious. He rarely cooked... the 18 years I lived at home. He never made soup.... the 18 years I lived at home. Now.... he's on his own. And in some weird way... I think he's surviving better than mom.
We had to hurry to finish dinner... cuz the night is short. After dinner... we said our goodbyes to dad and went to visit mom. An awkward 10 minutes with mom and it was time to go. Upon leaving... it was all mom can talk about.... dad dad dad. Oh geez.....
And the kids. Nui nui even spat out... "i don't want to marry people like grandma and grandpa"
I asked, "you mean, they're much much older than you?"
She said, "no... people that will separate and not talk to one another."
In their naïve, perfectionist world.... divorce is unthinkable, unfathomable. And I know... deep down... they resent the idea that their grandparents are divorced.
So what now??? While driving home.... my body was numb. I didn't know how to feel. Didn't know how to think. What am I to do from now on??
One thing is for certain...... dad now has a parking spot in a covered garage. Something we NEVER EVER had at 1090. That, in itself, is worth more than it's weight in gold.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Friday, August 14, 2015
Remodel - Day 40
Going through some ups and downs.... And getting on edge with the GC. The ups... The addition is almost up.
The downs... Tension with the GC.
Everything snowballed last week. We found he was using a cheaper grade of copper pipes than previously promised. We found he was using our ladder and hose without asking... When the contract says he won't touch my things. We found his crew drinking my water... Without asking. We found him using my garage when he previously said he won't touch it... Again without asking. This got to a point where I wrote an official letter of complaint.
Then it really started to get messy. Out of nowhere he decides he won't pick up our tub. Then when we pick it up... We found he added stuff onto our invoice without asking. His measurements are "a bit off." So now we have to double check all his work. And lastly... His crew worked on weekends, to a point our neighbor called to complain.
It'll only get messier from here. No doubt.
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Lost Library Book
First time having to paid for a lost library book. $26 for a $6 children's book. Ouch!!
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Insomnia - Panic Attack
Had a rare panic attack last night that led to insomnia. Was very tired... but couldn't fall asleep between 11PM - 5AM yesterday. The reason... I was thinking of putting a Family Trust together. More specifically... thinking of the future guardians / caretakes of Nui-nui and Siu-wah in case something happens to me and Joyce.
What a horrible and tragic subject to even think about. But you must think about it! This is even worse than thinking about "pulling the cord" in the case one of us become vegetables and are left on a life preserver (I think).
Who will be on "The List?"
The grandparents? Naturally... but then again... they're getting old. Can they physically or financially do it?
Tito Paulo and Grace EE? Of course... yet... they have two kids of their own.
Bak bak. Why not... except... he's in China. And he's never been a parent.
Who's next? Will these guardians continue to bring them to church? To raise them according to God's will? Will they be raised Republican?
People at church? B&S in our fellowship? Impossible... they have to raise their own family. Empty nesters? Former HG parents? Close college friends?
In the midst of all these questions... all these uncertainties... I can only think of one image. One un-erasable image. And that's the image of Nui-nui carrying a backpack... holding the hand of little Siu-Wah... both with blank looks on their faces. Siu Wah has no idea what's going on except he knows Ga-Jeh will take care of him. Nui-nui also has no idea of what's going... except she knows he has to take care of her little brother.
I'm getting emotional just writing this... just thinking about it.
And I prayed, in the name of Jesus Christ, to cast away all these feelings of sadness of depression.
What a horrible and tragic subject to even think about. But you must think about it! This is even worse than thinking about "pulling the cord" in the case one of us become vegetables and are left on a life preserver (I think).
Who will be on "The List?"
The grandparents? Naturally... but then again... they're getting old. Can they physically or financially do it?
Tito Paulo and Grace EE? Of course... yet... they have two kids of their own.
Bak bak. Why not... except... he's in China. And he's never been a parent.
Who's next? Will these guardians continue to bring them to church? To raise them according to God's will? Will they be raised Republican?
People at church? B&S in our fellowship? Impossible... they have to raise their own family. Empty nesters? Former HG parents? Close college friends?
In the midst of all these questions... all these uncertainties... I can only think of one image. One un-erasable image. And that's the image of Nui-nui carrying a backpack... holding the hand of little Siu-Wah... both with blank looks on their faces. Siu Wah has no idea what's going on except he knows Ga-Jeh will take care of him. Nui-nui also has no idea of what's going... except she knows he has to take care of her little brother.
I'm getting emotional just writing this... just thinking about it.
And I prayed, in the name of Jesus Christ, to cast away all these feelings of sadness of depression.
Monday, August 03, 2015
Nui-stones
Rarely do I ever post a picture of the kids on blog. But this is too monumental... Nui nui is officially training wheel free!!!
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