Distance can't separate anyone ...

It is 5:30am. I am waiting for the muezzin call for Subuh prayers. I am feeling a little nostalgic. More often than not, when old friends meet up, we tend to talk about old times. We do not plan to talk about it but it just crops up. If it is just about our school days, old friends, old memories shared ... nostalgic, then I suppose it is good as it reminds us of times when life was carefree, innocent and happy. It leaves a feel good feeling. Sometimes it exonerates old feelings of dissatisfaction, resentments or just discontent. Other times, it just fills up the time talking about things that should have just be left buried. Things happen for a reason which sometimes, if we rethink about it, it is beyond our comprehension. Thus, don't think too much. Or read too much into it.

When I was with my sisters for the food trail trip, that was what we did. Recollecting old stories about our parents, people that we used to know which I do not know most of them. We talked about the pranks that we did in school and at home. We talked about the family. We may be far apart from each other but it seems that distance binds us. They talked about how they had to get along with their in-laws, how they coped with trying to live with their spouses ... ;-)  that I told them they should have told me all this before I got married!  :-O  They talked about the daughters / sons in-law and grandchildren. We talked about the past, present but somehow we never touched on the future. We just did not want to know.

We had this easy principle - "que sera sera". What will be, will be. We accept and we try to cope with it. We make the best of it. If we are hurt, we just let time heals it. If we fall, we can be confident that the others will be there to catch us and support us. If we are blessed, we know that the other siblings will be happy for us. If we cry, someone will be there to give us a big hug and dry them. If we laugh and go crazy, there will always be someone to join us. Our support system is very strong. Our love, ties and bonds have no time limit. Wherever we go, among us, we will never be alone. Whatever we have done or are going through, we can be assured that there are always arms to welcome us. I am very grateful and thankful for their existence in my life. I am blessed with their love. One thing that was instilled in us by our parents among us was that whatever we did in our lives, whatever happened in our lives, whatever wrong decisons we made, whatever paths we had chosen ... we could always come home. Now that they are no longer with us, any of the siblings' home. We can be assured of open arms, no questions asked, no time limit to stay, no advice given if  not asked ... just acceptance. That alone is a comfort.

We may be far from each other, these sibilngs and very dear friends, yet they are very close to our hearts.