LONG HIATUS

This is truly truly a long break from this blog of mine. Obviously I am not the writer I thought I was. I have not been writing as regularly as I had planned. What I wanted this blog to be was to share my thoughts with those who matters so that in time & future they may know me a bit better. So I guess it's truly for my children that I want to write for here.

Many things have changed since my last post. We are now back in Malaysia & the family is reunited here with my eldest daughter. We are staying in a cozy apartment aka smallest dwelling for us yet in the heart of KL.

Yenzi Camp in Gabon now is a fond memory for our family. The friends & lessons we gained from there I will be forever grateful to Allah for allowing us to live there for the past 4 years. I cannot believe today when I say I miss Gabon😀😀. Things has obviously changed since my previous thought on life there. In due time I will reminisce about the happenings there; obviously a lot has past since.

Now I shall capture today the most important event. Unfortunately it is not a happy one though to begin this year. Last week I lost another important person in my life; my dearest Aki (grandpa) passed away on Tuesday 6th January. He fell really sick the week before as he was diagnosed to have some TB infection in his lungs. He was already about 78 years old so I was already aware of his impending mortality. However I did not plan to lose my Aki when we had just been back to Malaysia for 7 months. One of the reason we came back was to enable to spend more time with families back home.

I don't want this to be a sad post so I want to remember my grandpa as the way he lived.

• He came from Miri
• I don't know how many siblings he has exactly, I've met a least 3 of them from Miri.
• He has a very fair complexion; I know he was a handsome chap during his youth. Wished I inherited that fair complexion from him.
• Aki doesn't say much, he was the quite one while Ini grandma is the opposite  😃
• Humble &  lead a simple life; he refused lands offered to him when he worked a land surveyor back in those long long time ago before Miri became the city it is now.
• Works hard like all longhouse men I know from my childhood. I always remember him with his faithful companion dog, Jugam, going to the kebun to work.

I will log it here that I love you Aki and thank you for being there for me during my teenage years especially. Sometimes it is more of the presence and silent gesture that one needs to feel loved as I did with my gentle and soft spoken Aki.  I am glad that I did spend more time & effort with Aki compared to my late Ini Bua. However the sadness is the same to lose another beautiful person in my life. I hope that now I will make more effort to see my only remaining grandparent, Ini.


Till next time, insya Allah