Tangerine

 Watched When Life Gives You Tangerine. It is a show that portrayed more real life stories. Much like how it is with mine. At one stage, we grow. Then, the wedding stage. Then, the funeral stage, which is the stage we started attending funerals instead of wedding. This week another relative passed away. This year wasn’t the first. Last year, there are a few. Makes me think of my parents more and more. Dad worked 6 days a week since young. Sometimes even Sunday. There are times like some holidays we worked til late night or morning to rush out customers order. Those time, everything was handmade. We don’t have a lot of manpower to produce good works. The one who did will eventually leave. Yet, those times were the reasons our business survived. Those days are gone I guess. People would come to our shop because it is the only one they knew. I used to spend my free time in the factory or shop because we are always short of manpower. Like when I was 8, I was cutting metals strips for windows installation. I drilled holes and riveting them in. Doing cashier because our admin was always pregnant. She has like 7 sons continuously and finally the 8th was a girl. In my memory, she is always pregnant until she left. Those kind of memories somehow will be gone one day. Those times are hard but people were closer. Eventually everyone drifts apart. Where we gathered to play hide and seek, screaming, badminton, football, basketball, break glasses, get injured and chased around as kids, left with nobody there now. How weak human beings are. These funerals do they open a new chapter in life or the end of one. They are survived by their children. What makes me worry more was our health system. People with cancer treatment like dies faster than the ones who don’t. Common issues like Heart issue, Lung issues and the ones I heard more often was Kidney issues. If everyone goes to hospital, will it be like 90% you have kidney issues? Or it is our food system that has gone wrong. I am grateful my mum was health conscious. She made me worry less but still she is older now. Another kind of worry. It is really disturbing to know there are people who you will never meet again. They were there yesterday but not today. I lived far apart from my parents ever since graduation. When we lived together, we dreaded going away. When we are far away, we realised what we missed out. What really saddened me is I can’t be there for them when they needed me. Especially this stage is nearing. It would reminds me every-time there is a funeral.